You can, of course, always rely on Lord to deliver the goods each time they enter a recording studio.
They are one of those bands that so clearly care about what they do that the chance of a duff track
ever making it to the stage of appearing on one of their albums is as likely as MaF's own Mick Strong
being first to the bar or last out of a taxi, and so we greet Digital Lies not with trepidation but rather
with the baited-breathy question 'how good will it be'?
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The answer, I'm pleased to report, is very good. If you get the standard release of the album you'll
be rewarded with a round dozen slabs of classy, mature and poised heavy metal (note: this record,
varied as it is, transcends the band's former 'power metal' appellation, placing them amongst that
select band of acts that really do have the chops to represent the entire genre of heavy metal as
they please) which, though polished to a lustrous sheen, always contains enough oomph to keep
even the most low-foreheaded metallist happy with the album's ferrous content.
As indicated, all bases are covered, from the Maidenesque epicry of Conan Tale The Battle of
Venarium, through perky power metal (the melodically forceful Betrayal Blind), thrash (Chalkboard
Prophet carries with it some crushingly Hetfieldesque riffage) through to pure eighties-soaked hard
rock majesty (as an exemplar of same Walk Away is near-peerless). 'Lord' Tim Grose and company
leave no stones unturned in their quest to bring the listener audio satiation, striking paydirt at every
Everyone puts in a man of the match performance here; Grose proves himself a versatile vocalist
over the course of the record, handling every genre he tackles with aplomb, never
sounding forced or contrived whatever twists the tunes take. His partnership with fellow six
stringer Mark Furtner is coming along very nicely indeed – the pair contrast and reinforce one
another's playing superbly throughout. In the engine room drummer Damian Costas and
bassist Andy Dowling keep things nailed down neatly, providing enough ballast for the twin axe
assault to flourish yet still adding their own finesse when required. Dowling throws in a lovely
bass run during the thrashing 'Final Seconds' that'll bring a smile to your face every time you hear it,
and that, there, is the album in a nutshell. Musically accomplished and a huge pleasure to listen to.
Add it to your collection now.