Painfully boring
I originally hated the Dream of Blue Turtles when the RCA tape club sent it to me after I forgot to send back my reply card. Eventually it grew on me to become one of my favorite albums. Since then, I have tried to give him the benefit of the doubt on each release, but it's getting harder each time as Sting gets just a little more boring with each one. This one seems perfect for insomniacs and accountants.
