In their decade long existence Dream Evil have forged a career whose sole objective is to remind us itís the clicheís that make metal, well, metal. For this yearís In The Night, which crams both a flaming bird and a pentagram on the cover (metal indeed), the rechristened five some who now sport monikers that would make even KISS cringe spray the absolute cheese on our faces with reckless abandon. Leading the charge is the mighty ode to warriors thatís Immortal; itís an album opener that electrifies us with hooks and sheer epic quality Never mind the Manowar overtones; itís the perfect start to an album with no higher purpose than to entertain.
The chunky title track rolls in next with its uplifting chorus and rollicking melody. This early on Dream Evil are too silly for us to care about the serious stuff since their musical universe will forever be ruled by the gods of retarded fun. For proof, check out the pounding Bang Your Head or the cartoonish Electric that would fit on the soundtrack of say, Ben 10. But seriously, compared to most trying-hard power metal units, Dream Evil focus on whatís heavy and what sounds great, as opposed to peddling the same staid speed metal every two years. (Hello Primal Fear? Gamma Ray? Dragon Force?)
A cringing power ballad swirls somewhere in the pits of the album and itís best avoided. If power ballads were ever a cliche unto themselves, The Ballad sets the bar lower than anyone could imagine. Itís horrible. Contrasting its sheer aural ugliness are a bevy of energetic tracks that keeps In The Night from losing its way. To Dream Evilís credit, its members are the kind of musicians who know the importance of keeping our attention. This is why tracks such as In The Fires Of the Sun and the hilarious Kill, Burn, Be Evil exist; theyíre utter joy incarnate. Great listens in a packed stadium, a steaming club, or blasting out your speakers. And the solos from the Demon-Rainbow tandem just rip!
In summation, listening to Dream Evil these days is like watching porn. Itís top notch entertainment no doubt, but rather embarrassing to share with your peers. And yeah, they kind of sound like Accept on this one too; only a troll isn'tít doing vocals.
Listening to Dream Evil these days is like watching porn. Itís top notch entertainment no doubt, but rather embarrassing to share with your peers. And yeah, they kind of sound like Accept on this one too; only a troll isn'tít doing vocals.
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