This Spanish label’s tribute is more elfish prancing, sissy squeals, and limp-noddle wagging than anything resembling “power metal” or “melodic speed metal.”
Love at First Sting brought guitarists to their knees, something it’s time for again with all the half-assed heroes with more facial piercings than chops.
Metalium follows the formula set by the greats, and perhaps in time will become great themselves. They have the chops, they just don’t write memorable songs.