The Argentine rocker’s 1992 tour de force dives deep into the world as Fito Páez sees it. Mining a comfortable vein of midtempo pop-rock, the album is all about the details, like his deceptively sweet voice, which describes a world where tragedies happen and absurdity is only a hair’s breadth away. “Creo” captures what happens when passion becomes revulsion, and “La Rueda Mágica” extends some of the dreamiest New Wave harmonies this side of Crowded House. Still, when Páez finds his religion—and he does—it’s love, and nothing else.