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Rating: And the winner is... I was so thrilled by those five in the first albums and in the live "Eagle has landed". I knew that sooner or later even they would deflate.
And indeed, here they are, 1986, annus horribilis for British metal. For the podium of worst album of the year, Motörhead compete with "Orgasmatron", a collage of instruments played in different recording studios and moments at least months apart, the mellifluous Sabbath with "Seventh Star", the Maiden of "Somewhere in time", truly lost in time, and the already mentioned Priest these days with "Turbo", by now the comments are superfluous, see the review of "Sad Wings". But the Saxon, damn, with this monster have truly destroyed the competition. It's true, the signs were already there: "Power and Glory" (dull and inglorious), "Crusader" with the cheer ale oè, "Innocence is no excuse" whose cassette at home seems brand new, if it weren't for the dust. However, the surprise the five Saxons reserved for '86, they knew they had to save the worst for that year, they had to win and they did it.
"Rock the nations" haunts me: I ordered from a wholesaler in Bologna the live "Eagle has landed", it arrived home after a few weeks, I put it on and what plays? Damn, "Rock the nations", I couldn't believe it, the record company even got it wrong when recording, I cried in despair. And here it is, the masterpiece in which even Elton John is hired on the piano, a series of we don't know what the hell to invent anymore to sell. Ambitious cover, winking at the World Cup in Mexico, you never know they might take us as the soundtrack. Biff is blonde glam dressed in a red Napoleon-style jacket, the bassist is missing, the two on guitars unheard of, but that has been the case for some time now. And EMI is about to kick them out. The result is a monotonous, flat syrup, without inventiveness, without even a riff worthy of memory, a high note, ridiculously adolescent lyrics like: Come on everybody Tonight it's party time Grab a bottle or a crate Leave your blues behind You're gonna need the cavalry To get you outta here The last time that we had one It lasted for a year We're gonna party Party till u puke
It is said that they have recovered. I still haven't.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Battle Cry (05:26)
Can you hear the sound
The sound of distant voices
Floating gently 'cross the glen
Can you see the people
The people gathered round
They're worshipping their king
They came to hear the story
They came to sing the song
There's talk of a rebellion
The highlands are aflame
From the mountains to the sea
A prince has come to Scotland
To claim his rightful throne
The seeds of war are sown
They came to hear the story (*)
They came to sing the song
Let me hear, let me hear
Let me hear your battlecry
Let me hear, let me hear
Let me hear your battlecry
An army marches northwards
To meet the fearless clansmen
For England and St George
The red coats face the tartan
The battle lines are drawn
The musket and the sword
(Repeat *)
Many men have fallen
The prince has had his day
Culloden was the name
Their battlecry can still be heard
To this very day
Floating gently 'cross the glen
(Repeat *)
07 Party 'til You Puke (03:26)
Tonight it's party time
Grab a bottle or a crate
Leave your blues behind
You're gonna need the cavalry
To get you outta here
The last time that we had one
It lasted for a year
We're gonna party (*)
Party til u puke
Don't worry about the neighbours
They're blind drunk in the loo
There'll be no trouble from the police
'Cos they're all in here too
We got the music cranked right up
It's blowing off the roof
There's people drinking gasoline
It must be two hundred proof
09 Northern Lady (04:43)
Lady face the morning sun
The sunlight in your hair
Northern Lady, you're the one
Why do you mean so much to me
I need you every night
Northern Lady, you're the one
If you need me, I'll be there
I'll fly right back to you
Northern Lady, you're the one
Will you use your head tonight
And come into my room
Northern Lady, you're the one
You're the one
Lady face the morning sun
The sunlight in your hair
Northern Lady, you're the one
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