They take the Gothenburg sound and kick up the technicality level, add some keyboard swells, and obviously know the right influences to wear on their sleeves.
This record is purely heavy rock born of the molten tar pits that heaved the very early Blue Cheer and the wicked burned-over thud of Zeppelin live in ’69.
Time to Fly really lacks in the tune department. Nothing much has changed in the way they play or put songs together, but none of them stick to the brain.
I must be a frilly-shirted fruitcake cuz I love this record! As songs like “Holy Thunderforce” roar and beat their chests, soloists like Yngwie run for cover.