I really thought that a Misfits album without Glenn Danzig would be like a blow job with no mouth involvement. I was wrong. This is not the Misfits of old, though. The playing is exact, and the production thick and flawless (as I would expect from a major label release). The first track, the instrumental “Abominable Dr. Phibes,” is heavy on a Forest of Equilibrium level. I was not ready for that at all. After that, this album combines the Punk I expected with a real Metal edge. And they do it right. Danzig’s “replacement,” Michale Graves, does a near-perfect job with the vocals. He varies his style from basically yelling to a fairly emotional, more traditionally Rock, sound. The song-writing is also very impressive, especially considering that none of the guys in the band now ever wrote a Misfits song before (although that probably explains why none of these songs sound like “Angelfuck” or other classics). The only disappointing thing about this is their cheap shot at Danzig: the lyrics of the song “Speak of the Devil” (“Some call me the Son of the Morning” and “I drink my water from a wolf’s footprint” for example) are clearly intended to lampoon their former leader. He did give them Hell about using the name, but maybe it’s really not the Misfits without Glenn? I don’t know about that shit. All I know is that these guys have made a kick-ass album.
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