Sir Barken Hyena writes:

XTC is caught here at the moment when their early hyperactive pop-punk began to give way to the softer, kinder sound that would debut on “English Settlement” (their peak in my view) and achieve full-bodied form on “Mummer.” But here we’ve still got the ranting anger and resentment that made that early stuff great, but with a sheen of maturing instrumental, ensemble and song writing skill.

Some fun lines in this song:

Sunday church and they look fetching
Saturday night saw him retching over our fence
Bang the wall for me to turn down
I can see them with their stern frown as they dispense
The kind of look that says they’re perfect