From the moment it blasts off with Hotel Hobbies you know Marillion have eventually peaked. Its the last album with alcy Fish, so called because he spent too much time in the bath. The last album with the man himself and indeed the demise of the band as any credible rock force.
All previous albums attempted the concept idea, but Clutching at straws epitomises their craft.
The subject matter so obviously drives at Fish's alcoholism and its true to say he probably had a few beers in his time.
They don't step out of line at all on this album, the vocals seem more refined, the music much more textured and produced, they even manage a rock out song in the shape of Incommunicado.
A great album, shame that it all went so pansy like after...tssh!!!
Marks out of 10: 9


