So Gary Numan had a sense of humour after all? At least that's the first impression given by this somewhat bizarre album from Cursor Miner. '...Plays God' is a trade-off between Numan's robotic vocals and primtive electronica with layers of wit and dumb but effective melodies. The effects are generally pleasing; however stupid lyrics such as "A lot of successful people agree, knowledge is something that can set you free" or "Here comes the Gizmo Kid, his stuff is well wicked" may be, the tunes are undeniably infectious. Even a Status Quo riff in the background to LSD works well. This could have been a throwaway classic were it not for three migraine-inducing instrumental techno numbers that take up 26 minutes between them. On the flipside 'Clear My Head' offers a more sinister tangent which does much to indicate there's an ability to cater for listeners beyond the electro-pop crowd. Generally though, it's undemanding and rather amusing nostalgia.