It's actually quite annoying how good this is, when you think how little Robertson has recorded over the last quarter of a century. As yet another delightful melodic solo gets peeled off, you can't help but shake your fist in his direction and demand to know what took so damned long! For sure, I'd rather he'd brought someone else in on vocals, but his own voice isn't bad, just unremarkable. Instead, just listen to the guitar playing on "Passion," "Texas Wind" or "Do It Till We Drop (Drop It!)" and think about the wee fresh-faced boy who promised so much. It's no surprise that one of the songs here is called "Devil In My Soul."
I understand why the old songs have been dug out again, but I'd rather have heard some more new material, as there have been visits to the studio by Robbo over the years with songs like "Linger My Love" being recorded but then discarded. That said, it's just so nice to hear his guitar again, after such a long time, that it's easy to forgive, if not forget. The album itself has a good, rich sound, no doubt thanks to the studio presence of Scandinavian uber-producer Chris Laney. Hopefully, it's the start of a comeback from Robbo, but never has the phrase "don't hold your breath" seemed more appropriate.