For Moby, who's apparently finally buying into the whole I am part of the entertainment industry thing, making proclamations about not being such a 'dick' anymore, not being so rigid with his ideals, etc. Nice of him to give up the more fascistic of his crusades but its hard to imagine John Lydon claiming that he's a nice guy now or any true punk. 18, while quite listenable doesn't tread far from Play's successful formula, and exposes Moby's deal with the devil through a much more somber approach than its predecessor. That said, he also understands that the mechanism of pop music is through that repetitive hook that lingers in the subconscious, a skill that makes Moby a formidable force to be reckoned with if he keeps challenging himself, and the industry. We Are All Made Of Stars gets a bit more subversive then.
