People all over the web said that Blackmore's Night was superb, so I went out and got Fires at Midnight. All I have to say is:

Jesus, people, did you spend the last 15 years in a closet?

Mediocre quasi-medieval music meets bad early 80's pop with insipid lyrics. Half this shit wouldn't go over at a filk sing. Any Celtic element the music might have had took one look at the song sheet ("All my dreams coming true/All because of you/I can't believe it's true/All because of you") and went out for a drink.

What went wrong? Did I pick the wrong CD? Or is there just a legion of people out there who have never heard Heather Alexander or Heather Dale?