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( votes)This could be the most pointless review ever written.
Rabid Yngwie fans will no doubt agree. But for the rest of you, I will explain.
Yngwie is Yngwie. An no amount of words with stop Yngwie being Yngwie. So why bother?
Yngwie is a one man show – he does everything himself. He takes no advice, believes his own self-written press releases, has an ego the size of the empty Marshall stacks he ridiculously piles up on stage and is basically a self-declared shred icon.
So, any review of an Yngwie album that doesn’t tug on the girth of his titanic ego will be met with derision. I’ve read a couple of good reviews for this album, which makes me wonder if the audio for those was heard via a shortwave radio transmission to the mountains of Uzbekistan, as there is no sane rationale for anyone to hear this and not think that it sounds like a big sonic turd.
The drum sound alone is worthy of instant rejection by normally functioning ears. It sounds like they lowered a kit into a medieval mud-filled well and recorded whatever was able to be played with a RadioShack microphone from the top.
Yngwie’s vocals are as warm as a used tray of kitty litter and the shredding is so intent on the one purpose of million-degree shredding, that the album cover itself began to melt.
In his desire to be seen as a faultless guitar-bass-drum-vocal-production-mixer-engineer-cello-everything-god, he makes the same mistake for the forth album in a row. There is no self-awareness in play here. Yngwie can play – I have every album from his first decade – but he can’t and shouldn’t do it all.
Hire a producer, hire a drummer, hire a bassist, hire a vocalist, hire ANYONE that will actually work with you. And work together on something that doesn’t sound like it was recorded by a self-obsessed raving lunatic.
Like I said. It’s all pointless. Almost like the score for this album.
BEST ALBUM REVIEW EVER!!! I seriously needed a large chuckle this morning, and you have very unknowingly provided me with it, so thanks for that! Long time reader, first time commenter… Kudos for having the Cojones for telling and writing it like it is. And while by no means do I have any legitimate musical talent of my own, the few snippets of this album I was crazy enough to listen to were some of the worst sonic assaults on my ears since that first album from World War III in late 1990, with full apologies to Mandy Lion and Tracy G enthusiasts!! Forget taking his T-Bird away, somebody ban/bar him all recording studios, even his own, until his ego deflates and common MUSIC SENSE emerges, for perhaps the first time in decades!
This is absolutely one of the worst albums I’ve ever listened to. It starts out bad and goes downhill from there. There’s not one good thing that can be said about it. There’s no doubt Yngwie is an incredible guitar player, but he’ll never get the credit he deserves when this is the kind of crap he releases. Don’t spend your money on this garbage.
I agree with everything except self appointed shred icon. He is an absolute shred icon. He has just called into the Tom Scholtz well of having won too many victories. Like Tom, he is very flawed, but still changed the world.
Repetitive or not, I would absolutely produce him. Lol In fact, as awful as his records of late have sounded, I pray me, or someone gets a chance to produce him someday. Lol
Wow, an exhausting listen.
A spot on and honest review for once!
I’m surprised Yngwie didn’t insist on doing his own review here… 😉
How could anyone let this see the light of day??The guy has completely sandbagged his reputation over the last 25 years.
Just a horrific listen. Made it through about 15 seconds of each sample on itunes and then had to burn sage to get the stench out of my ears lol