WHO IS THIS? Some long-serving Danish hard rockers who originally named their band Disneyland After Dark — but were smart enough to change that before getting sued into oblivion.
WHAT IS THIS? Their dozenth studio album, first release in eight years — and, most crucially a return to their early form that stands as their leanest and meanest work in some time.
WHAT DOES IT SOUND LIKE? 45 minutes of razor-sharp guitar riffs, heavy-hitting beats and arena-sized choruses straight from the hard-rock heyday of the late ’80s.
WHAT WOULD BE A BETTER TITLE FOR THIS ALBUM? Fear The Rocking D-A-D.
HOW SHOULD I LISTEN TO IT? With that high school bud who still drives a Camaro and plays air guitar to Mötley Crüe.
WHAT 10 WORDS DESCRIBE IT? Retro, tight, crunchy, rugged, grinding, chugging, gruff, focused, wiry, meaty.
WHAT ARE THE BEST SONGS? Burning Stars and the title cut come out of the gate strong, but don’t miss the AC/DC-style barnburning boogie Musical Chairs.
WHAT WILL MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY THINK? ‘Dear God!’
HOW OFTEN WILL I LISTEN TO THIS? Depends how much you hang out with Mr. Camaro.
IF THIS ALBUM WERE CLOTHES, WHAT KIND OF CLOTHES WOULD IT BE? Studded leather pants. Possibly with a top hat to match.
SHOULD I BUY, STREAM OR STEAL? Maybe put a buck in the collection plate.
