Having lost some of their audience with 1996's grumpy ''To the Faithful Departed,'' the Cranberries return to the commercial certainties of their original jangle, with winsome, corny, almost uniformly dreadful results. Dolores O'Riordan's range runs the inexpressive gamut from dreamy affectlessness to mild, clipped anger. Not that there's much to express in many of these ''cry...die''/''you and me, eternally'' lyrics, near-nursery rhymes that occasionally veer into the subliterate. ''People are stranger/People deranged, are,'' goes one jawdropper. Irish bromides, still bromides, are. D


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