Kamikaze Kings' debut album, The Law, can be summed
up in very few words - mid-career Judas Priest with the
guy from Rammstein on vocals - but I'll do my best to lay
in a little more detail.
Why is Germany perpetually the center of the universe for what
I consider eighties, cock-rock metal? While metal genres come
and go, spawn and evolve, metal from the backbone of the European
Union perpetually treads water in the swamp of 1984. I suppose
that's a good thing if you occasionally get a nostalgic jones
for this period of rock and roll history. Given that so many of
the classic releases from the early to mid-eighties sound like
they were recorded in a cardboard box when compared to today's
recording and mastering standards, it's great to know that you
can find a steady stream of current releases that are well-recorded
but sound like they've been beamed to you direct from 30 years
The Kamikaze Kings fit this mold perfectly - right down to their
make-up, leather pants, and cod-pieces. Their guitars are crunchy
but clean and are reminiscent of Hell Bent For Leather-era
Judas Priest. The drums pummel heavily while the vocals take on
a pleasantly deep tone which is a pleasant departure from lots
of the high-pitched wailing that was favored by bands from the
first wave of metal.
If you were hoping to gain philosophical insight you've come
to the wrong place. Kamikaze Kings favor party-hard lyrics and
misogyny. Case in point-"Saturday Night Hero": "I'm
gonna get hot and I'm gonna get wild/I'm gonna get laid in the
city tonight/Aah baby just shut your mouth/You don't know what
the fuck you're talking about/I'm a Saturday night he-ro."
If you can cut past the cheese and simply want to enjoy a trip
down metal memory lane you're certain to get at least a cheap
thrill from The Law.
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