Guitar work is fantastic, the song-crafting is good. Power metal’s inherent cheesiness factor is present throughout. Like a bad guest, it overstays its welcome.
Ya wouldn’t dare name yer album this without some head-bobbing yahoo on there. And T. Raumschmiere is no dummy. Not a showoff, not a wanker, he’s a madman.
Formerly the London Quireboys. They were bluesy, kinda like Cinderella, who were a lot better than their fashion sense. Singer sounded like Rod Stewart.