Dexys review at Pitchfork. Fans who just look at the mark might be quite annoyed. Fans who actually read the piece might ALSO be quite annoyed, but with better reason.
The short version is that this is a great, sustained, intelligent performance in service of pretty ordinary “man admits he’s a dick” sentiments - but if you like man-admits-he’s-a-dick art (or are very invested in Kevin Rowland’s personal dickishness) you might really go for this. I’ve never felt more ‘subjective’ writing a review, FWIW.