I like a lot of the ideas Lostprophets have, especially their fearlessness to experiment with all kinds of sounds and styles, but it doesn’t quite gel for me.
The most reviled item in the original lineup’s catalogue, the one title whose mere mention garners a snicker. This is unquestionably the band’s low point.
All pop, dumbed down yet again, but hiding a few gems in “Turbo Lover,” “Hot For Love” and “Reckless.” Unexpected ripper of a bonus track, “All Fired Up.”
Launching with a trademark Halford scream, the album launches into the speed metal of the title track. Though the Turbo influence has not dissipated completely.
Scott Travis’s double kick-drum energizes the band. Downing and Tipton whip out some of their best guitar work and Halford does some of his finest screaming.
An album of historical weight, the band captured razor-ready by Chris Tsangarides, ass-kicking at the double bass boot-end of new skinsman Scott Travis.