Sorry if this is a bit early, but I’m not around much on Thursday or Friday. Also posting early means that Olan can’t avoid it with the “on holiday” excuse.
I was originally going to post this album but then changed my mind for something that might have broader appeal.
I then discovered that at least one person associated with my second choice is now some kind of reactionary gammon climate change denier Breitbart twat, so it’s back to Judas Priest.
It has less of the American hair-metal leanings of their later work, and isn’t as wilfully heavy of stuff that immediately followed it.
Oh, and it also has a rather odd Joan Baez cover which I think was quite commercially successful.
It was actually the music reviewer who originally put me on to it. Strangely I even went to school with him. It appears that he is quite the public figure now, and an immense cock.
Righty-ho then. I approached this with some trepedation as, other than Motorhead, there are no metal bands I rate as less than execrable. Listening was done early to avoid ruining my holiday (did I mention we’re off on our hols??).
1977 was a great year for music. New Boots and Panties, Heroes, Never Mind The Bollocks, Exodus, Leave Home, Talking Heads '77, Pink Flag and Lust for Life were all released that year and are mostly regarded as classics 42 years later.
Sin after Sin was released in 1977 and you will no doubt have noticed that I didn’t include it on the list of great LPs of the year. This was very deliberate. I read up on Judas Priest before listening to this learning that they are from West Bromwich. That explains a lot. This is music that sounds like it was written, arranged, produced and mixed by Tony Pulis.
Absolute tosh. The epitome of Meh! Nil points. Utter rubbish etc.
Absolutely. Top of the list of positives is that I shan’t have to listen to this again. Also, it is item 357 on my list of reasons never to go to West Bromwich. It is very important to concede that this is absolutely nowhere near as bad as Guilt Machine. Speaking of which, it is @MGOwner’s go next on the AAAC so this is potentially something of a triumph sandwiched between Alice Feckin’ Cooper and whatever the Strayan Prog-botherer inflicts upon us.
Meh indeed. I actually listened to the whole thing whilst doing mise en place (catering prep) for an event tomorrow. It’s ok. It’s fine. It’s not offensively bad or anything. I just cannot see the point given everything else that’s out there that I could be listening to instead.
