It’s a cool thing when grizzled veterans of the metal wars collide and try their hand at the power metal they themselves had a hand in creating in the ’80s.
Tremolo bar diving solos, thunderous drumming and half-steppin’ thrash riffs galore, and snakespit vocals you can’t understand but sound really bad-ass.
The music alone makes this big sucka worth it though, a bunch of rare albums presented in quite good remaster quality. And the man’s voice… Geez, it rules.
Both bands have been holding down the DIY fort in CT for a long time, even if their music hasn’t progressed past “average local opening band” maturity.