What is this??? Did a record label really have the courage to put this abomination on the market??? And, above all, did a guitarist really have a brain so small to play this crap??? Well, apparently yes, maybe Mr. Michael Angelo Batio, when he pulled out this useless cascade of randomly thrown notes, thought he had composed an Album, because if he really thought he could fool us like this, then he must have believed that the world is populated only by idiots. This "No Boundaries" is more or less a product of the artistic quality of "Madre Tortura" by Richard Benson, with the only difference being that it's well-played, so to speak, it's a perfectly written little exercise, but completely devoid of content, since out of the 10 tracks present (some of which are quite long), nine sound more or less the same with the additional serious problem of all being terrible, composed of an endless series of notes, solos with neither head nor tail, riffs of astonishing banality, continuous tempo changes, most of which are out of place, a disaster in simple words. The only "song" in this musical melange that is a little redeemable (nothing exceptional, eh!) is the last one "Outsideinside", which at least tries to follow a logical thread.
It would be really nice to be able to stop at commenting only on the technical aspect of the album since all musicians prove to be really good craftsmen, but since this speed demonstration is offered to us in the form of a musical album, one must focus primarily on the quality of the product, and here you can't even talk about low quality, but rather non-existent quality.
I think I've said everything about this inconsistent album, which, if it wasn't clear, is totally not recommended.
P.S.: If you want to listen to something in this style, but with at least some substance, I highly recommend the American Vinnie Moore.
P.P.S.: the repetition of the word "quality" in the penultimate paragraph is intentional.
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By Matt7
This album is about pure shredding... ZERO composition.
For shredding lovers. For others: refrain.