This came out in 2001 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
This is April Wine’s umpteenth album. But more importantly, it’s their first new studio disc in seven years. With that much time to write songs, this should be one killer record. Sadly, it ain’t.
The truth is, now that April Wine exist mainly to rehash old hits on the summer fair circuit, their songwriting chops have become rustier than Bea Arthur’s IUD. The majority of these 11 cuts are mushy-slow ballads and moody rockers — more like Sign Of The Gypsy Queen and Just Between You And Me than Roller and I Like To Rock, to put it in back-catalog terms. Oh sure, it’s nice enough. But who the hell wants a nice April Wine album? Next time, guys, think harder, faster — and sooner than seven years.
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