In 1975, Brian Eno proved himself a polarized figure with the release of Discreet Music, an early ambient opus, and Another Green World, a masterpiece of avant-garde pop. With Another Day on Earth, an ostensible sequel to Green World, Eno manages to evoke the least compelling traits of both sides of his sonic psyche. To their credit, these songs aren't as bad as most of his sketchy experiments and collaborations of late. "This" and "How Many Worlds," in particular, are evidence that Eno can still weave rich, indelible melodies into sparse strata of sonar-like guitars and pulsing loops. But the overdone production and listless arrangements are almost oppressive; what should be a soothing respite under a cool, calm cloudburst becomes a waterlogged purgatory in a tepid bathtub. While Another Day has grand pop aspirations, it ends up ambient in the most literal sense, amounting to little more than nondescript, if pretty, aural wallpaper.