With only Blackie Lawless remaining from the original line-up, W.A.S.P.
is a truly undead band. They were living the nightmare before Spinal Tap ever turned an amp knob to eleven. Coincidentally, eleven is also the recommended maximum mental age needed to fully enjoy this album. You shouldn’t be expecting anything more (or less) - this is, after all, the band who practically invented ‘Cock Rock’ (a.k.a. ‘Crock’). They’re the musical equivalent of a steam train; noisy, messy, smelly, leaking oil and fondly remembered only by those who look on the opposite sex as perfumed bags of mobile meat. They’re touring the UK in November and December. Tie your mother down.