Here marks a point where the group peeked out of their doomy metal hole, took some cues from other music scenes, and became a quasi-art/progressive/metal/pop band – but not for too long, mainly because of extenuating circumstances, like lawsuits, disingenuous management, and eventually, the surrounding malaise of the drugged-out recording industry affecting rock music in the mid-to-late 1970’s. And yes, that is the vague theme of this album – self-loathing, self-hatred, victimization on display, all set to Iommi’s icy guitar licks, but this time with some interesting outliers here and there – some of them work, and some of them do not. It would come to stunning fruition on the next record, though.