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Do you know what a drag magnet is? If not, a drag magnet is a device...specifically, a magnet...that you attach to a long rope or cable, and then drag along the bottom of a lake, river, or even the sea, retrieving whatever sticks. My family was given the chance to do some "drag magnet fishing" in the summer of 2022 down in the swamps outside New Orleans. It was a blast, as we never knew what we would find, and the results always tended to be interesting!
In this case, Drag Magnet is the debut EP from Kick The Wicked is the side project of Fiction Syxx lead vocalist, Mark Lanoue, and drummer Rory Faciane, that was started during the pandemic summer as a covers project. Originally designed as an outlet for the guys to play music from artists that have influenced them through the years, Kick The Wicked eventually developed into a creative project with new songs that took on a style and sound of their own, separating themselves from what Lanoue and Faciane do with Fiction Syxx. And trust me when I say there is a drag magnet's collection of styles and sounds to be found in just these five songs!
For those who may somehow have missed them, Fiction Syxx is a phenomenally talented melodic, progressive metal band that truly deserves far more recognition from the metal world than they have seemingly received. Having been a fan of that band since their first album, I was extremely excited when Lanoue, whom I have known on-line for quite some time, told me about this new project.
Let me start by saying that Kick The Wicked is NOT a retread of Fiction Syxx. The song structures...heck, the song styles in general, are not the sweeping, epic progressive metal work that Fiction Syxx has perfected. All five tracks here are shorter and more straight-forward, in your face rock/metal than what you get with Fiction Syxx. And that's a good thing; there's no need for two bands doing the same thing with some of the same members.
The EP kicks off with the chunky, aggressive "Spit It Out", a metallic, rhythm guitar-driven rocker that immediately draws a line of definition between Lanoue's and Faciane's two bands. Don't look for any big, sweeping guitar flourishes or massive keyboard runs here, as that is not the style here. Still, the vocals of Lanoue, particularly on the chorus section where they are expertly layered, do add a melodic element to this opening track, which also features a scorching lead solo from Lanoue that truly needs to be heard to be believed. The man flat out rips here! The interplay between Lanoue's leads and Campbell's rhythm playing is superb, and Drag Magnet is off and running!
"Mr. Know It All" starts with a fat bass line rumbling over some intense work from Faciane, settling into a heavy, grinding modern rock groove, with Campbell's rhythm guitars just chewing through the verse sections, guiding Lanoue's lower-registered sneering vocals, which elevate in tone a bit on the chorus sections, which find Lanoue doing more singing than snarling. There's a swirling lead guitar section in both the solo section and the outro portion of the song, and I really, really like the interplay of vocal styles, which remind me of some of the things I liked best about the heavy alternative/grunge era, but with more modern rock production on the guitars.
"Blinded By The Lie" is up next, and that hard 90s alternative feel is definitely a big part of the song's personality on the intro, as it sounds like a darker, edgier...and somehow still more melodic...version of the groove that 90s rockers, Local H, achieved with "Bound For The Floor". The similarities stop there, however, as Lanoue's vocals are given a chance to soar on this track that drags a bit of the darker New Wave sound of the 80s into the track, while also still pushing a strong rhythm guitar line and some really top-notch kit work from Faciane. As odd as that mixture may sound when I write it out, trust me, it works perfectly here, and "Blinded..." would be my favorite track on this project were it not for the album's closer (more in just a minute).
So, what's left for these guys to toy around with? Oh, you want some funk, you say? Well, "Free Me" is definitely what you have been looking for, as the band continues with that 90s hard alternative sound, but mix in a funky bass line and drum pattern, along with an unmistakably 70s synth line, and some cool guitar riffing that gives this track a vibe unlike anything else on the EP. Lanoue's vocals actually take on a Geoff Tate vibe in places here, particularly on the chorus sections, and the guitar solo, this time courtesy of Campbell, is a trippy take on the type of high speed stuff Paul Gilbert uses from time to time with Mr. Big.
"The Journey" slows things down to close the EP out, and it is here that Kick The Wicked comes closest to showing their Fiction Syxx connection, as far as the more progressive style of the track. For me, however, the track sounds more like some of the moodier Queensryche material from the album Promised Land. Lanoue is an absolute BEAST of a vocalist, and "The Journey" showcases some of the strongest work he has put forth, regardless of the project, and his Tate influences are heavily felt here. The layered backing vocals are done superbly well here, and the guitar work is exquisite. This is the kind of material that really sets Fiction Syxx, and here, Kick The Wicked, apart from so many of their peers. The songwriting is truly remarkable, as there are so many moving parts that these three guys...just THREE guys...manage to fine tune into a well-oiled machine. It is a guarantee that part of the reason it took me so long to write this review was because I kept putting "The Journey" on repeat. Do yourself a favor, get the best set of speakers you can find, or a really top-of-the-line set of noise cancelling headphones, and put "The Journey" on; you will hear so many more elements mixed into this tremendous track than you likely thought possible, and Lanoue's vocals, in particular, take on a depth and power beyond what you might glean from just a casual listen. To say I love this song would be a MASSIVE understatement!
The production is great, the musicians here are all at the top of their game, the songwriting is all over the place, stylistically, but always top-shelf as far as song structure and construction, and the vocals outshine those of so many other bands that cross my desk or enter my mailbox. Other than the fact that it is only 5 tracks long, I really have nothing negative to say about Drag Magnet. Available on Spotify and anywhere you stream or buy digital music, there is no excuse for you to miss out on this killer EP.
Oh...and while not part of Drag Magnet, do yourself a favor and snag the band's brand new single, "Firefly", while you are seeking out the EP. Haunting and Floyd-ish in it's stylings, especially at the outset of the track, "Firefly" is the next step in what I hope is the continuing journey of Kick The Wicked. Lanoue stretches his lower-range Tate vocals on this hard, progressive rocker which features another smoldering solo from Campbell. Oh...and don't let the false finish fool you; stick around for the ending! Check it out...
Rating: An excellent little slab of melodic hard rock, with some metallic and alternative undertones! Crank this to 8.5, with it's brevity one of the few marks against it!
Well, wonder no more, gang, because the Canadian rockers have returned pretty much full-throttle to their old way. Sure, there are a few quirks thrown in for good measure, but this is Theory Of A Deadman; they never do things the easy or straight way, right?
The album's title track kicks things off with a lot of what T.O.A.D. does best--big guitar riffs, big drums, and Connolly's tongue planted firmly in cheek--with this rollicking rocker. I had the chance to see the band on the Rock Resurrection Tour a couple of weeks ago in Omaha (along with St. Asonia and headliners, Skillet), and the band opened the show with this track, with the audience slamming around and throwing their fists in the air as they chanted along to the song's "Hey! Kids! Boys and Girls!" line. Naturally, in typical Connolly fashion, a couple of F*bombs have to be cleaned up for terrestrial radio play, but it is instantly apparent this is the Theory Of A Deadman that fans, such as myself, have been waiting for for a couple of albums now. They even found time to make a humorous video for the track.
"Medusa (Stone)" keeps the snarky rock rolling, reminding me quite a bit stylistically of one of the few great T.O.A.D. songs of the past few years, "Strait Jacket". Lyrically, this is what Theory Of A Deadman has always done--taken one of life's low points and turned it into an instantly relatable rocker. In this case, the low point is the song's protagonist falling in love with the wrong girl (Medusa), who gets him addicted to pills, turns our nice guy hero into a bad boy, then breaks his heart. More of a mid-temp rocker than, say, "Bad Girlfriend" or "Hate My Life", but the chunky rock is all there!
"Sick" is another throwback to old-school Theory Of A Deadman, at least in its lyrical approach and attitude. Similar to "Hate My Life" where Connolly starts things off by being being "so sick of the hobos always begging for change", this new song finds even more things for the singer to be sick of, declaring of his girl's social media addiction, "I'm so sick of the way what you say is so insane" and "sick of the face that you put on every day", finally declaring "I'm so sick of you, you must be sick of you, too." Musically, it's an interesting mix of alternative, Weezer-ish sounding chords, especially on the verse sections, with a bit more aggressive chorus sections. If it sounds out of the norm for Theory, well, it is, but unlike the weak pop-leanings of a lot of the last couple of albums, "Sick" still works in a fun way, largely because the band isn't taking themselves too seriously while experimenting with something new.
"Two Of Us (Stuck)" largely misses for me (my wife loves it), as it slows things way down and takes the original 1980 hit "Just The Two Of Us", and gives it a Theory Of A Deadman twist, turning it into a song about a dark relationship that won't work. It's not that I don't appreciate the humor in what Connolly does here, it's just that it's kind of disruptive to the flow of the album and is unnecessary with so many other really good tracks. It's possible my opinion means little to nothing, however, as the crowd seemed to appreciate it in the live setting. Oh well...it's why the skip button was invented, correct?
Speaking of correcting things, that is exactly what "Ambulance" does next. A repetitive guitar riff opens the track, with the expected ambulance siren screaming in over the top of it before the whole band kicks their way into the mix with a bottom-heavy roar that threatens to blow the speakers out of the doors. Connolly adopts a rap-rock-lite approach on the verse sections that, again, are pure Theory in approach: "Rolling to the club, got my boomstick. Exes heading out the back with their broomsticks." That big, churning rhythm riff returns on the chorus section to drive this uber-fun party rock track before giving way to the simplified verse section in a heavy-relaxed-heavy-relaxed trade-off that gets a bit funky in spots. Definitely one of the high points of a really strong record.
"Sideways" is a mid-tempo number that Connolly drops some nice piano work into. The typical Theory subject of a broken relationship is actually given a serious treatment here, as the song is about a breakup that the singer is actually not okay with...and it works. Connolly has always been able to add a good dollop of emotion to his lyrics when he chooses to, and "Sideways" is a perfect example of one of those times.
"Get In Line" returns things to hard-rocking mode for the band with a vicious hook and so-simple-it's catchy chorus, and does exactly what it is supposed to do...gets you up and slamming around! "Head In The Clouds" is a charming, mid-tempo, feel-good rocker that has a bit of a modern country bent to it without going full-Nashville. "Hearts Too Wild" also has something of a country tinge to its musical coloring, but it's catchy enough that it works pretty darn well and has that top-down, Summer cruising kind of feel to it.
Fear not, folks, as Theory Of A Deadman knows exactly why you are here, and they deliver with the rollicking album-closer, "Summer Song". Nope...not a song about Summer, the season, but a song about Summer, the wild party girl who is the obsession of the lead singer. Things start out great for the couple, but by the end of the track, the protagonist realizes he has forsaken his friends and everything he loved to do all for the sake of Summer, adding in that elemental twist that you've come to expect from Theory Of A Deadman.
Look, the guys don't reinvent rock here, nor do they try to. They just do what they've (mostly) always done, which is examine life through the eyes of a blue-collared, Average Joe, who loves to party, hates his job, loves his woman...until she wants to kill him (or he wants to kill her)...and just wants to throw down at a good old rock n roll show every now and then. Dinosaur is a strong, expletive-filled return to what the boys have been doing pretty much non-stop since they hit the scene in 2002, and certainly since their breakthrough albums Gasoline and Scars & Souvenirs. It's not high-brow, better-than-you rock; this is music that is open to anyone and everyone that wants to party along with the band!
Rating: Dinosaur returns the Canadians to crankable territory, with their best album since Savages! Crank this to 8.
Next year will be 40 years since Stryper became a "thing", forming from the LA club scene band, Roxx Regime, after giving their lives to Christ. Over the course of these nearly 40 years, Stryper has hit a lot of highs and a handful of lows, releasing 14 studio albums (counting this one), a couple of live releases, a couple of compilations, and spinning off various side projects. There have also been member changes, issues with record labels, a breakup, and protests by extreme fundamentalists who believe Stryper to be the proverbial wolf in sheep's clothing. But through it all, brothers Michael and Robert Sweet, along with Oz Fox, have continued to provide the metal masses with quality material and powerful messages.
I'll be honest, when I heard that Stryper had a new album coming out so soon after their previous effort, Even The Devil Believes, I wondered if it was the acoustic record that Michael has hinted about in various interviews and podcasts. While I would be more than excited to snap that album up, I was far more excited to learn that The Final Battle was a full-length studio effort instead.
The album kicks off with one of the heaviest, fastest tracks on what I believe to be Stryper's heaviest record, to date. "Transgressor" is chock full of raging rhythm guitars, screaming solos...and a screaming singer! Michael Sweet, who appears to only get stronger with age and experience, unleashes a couple of borderline-unholy screams on this song, especially near the end, that leave one fearing for the ears of the sound engineer while this was being recorded. Released as a single and video prior to the album's drop, "Transgressor" really sets the stage for the rest of this record.
"Heart & Soul" maintains that mid-temp metallic beat, with Robert's big drums absolutely being crushed from the start and persevering through the various tempo changes the track offers up, slowing slightly at the chorus sections, then speeding up to their highest tempo exiting the choruses, then backing down to that mid-tempo stomp I mentioned before. The solo section here absolutely RIPS, with a different, melodic bent being applied to the run. Sweet lays into a couple of big screams here, as well, but does the song service by staying more in his lower tenor range for much of the verse work.
The album closes with "Ashes To Ashes", and as I feel I have said repeatedly in a variety of ways, this is exactly the kind of song you...or at least I...think of when Stryper is mentioned. The album opens with Robert all by himself, thundering away, before Oz's rhythm guitar launches itself into the gritty fray. Richardson's bass is once again all over this track and is a welcome presence as it adds a serious thump to the goings on here. I absolutely love the phrasing of the chorus; it just adds something in the way that Michael stretches the first "ashes" and then snaps off the second "ashes". LOVE IT! Again, this is a song that I really feel has to be added to their live sets, potentially being the closing song, or at least the closing song before a big First Era encore. This is absolutely Stryper proving they are very much at the top of their game and still solidly ahead of the pack of 80s bands that continue to ply their trade.
Overall, after numerous listens, The Final Battle is, to my ears, the best of the batch of Stryper's Second Era, which is saying a lot considering the strength of Fallen, No More Hell To Pay, and others. While I enjoyed the band's last effort, The Final Battle is definitely a step up from Even The Devil Believes, adding more fire and more metal than on that effort. Does it topple To Hell With The Devil or Soldiers Under Command as the best in their catalog? I'll leave that up to the individual listener. However, every bit as heavy as God Damn Evil, and perhaps even heavier, yet still retaining the melodic sensibilities Stryper has always displayed, The Final Battle may finally put to rest the argument of some that Stryper isn't metal and should have hung up their yellow and black attack years ago. If anything, this band is going stronger than at any point in their career, and they sound like they are having a blast doing it! Hopefully the name of the record has no hidden meaning and we see Stryper continue on for at least another decade!
Rating: Absolutely crank-worthy! Spin this up to 9.5!
For this EP, Whitecross also unveils (no pun intended) new lead singer, Dave Roberts, who has actually been performing with the band for a couple of years now. Yes, yes, I know, change is scary, but in this case, the presence of Roberts adds a lower-ranged punch that gives the new material a grittier, more muscular sound. Additionally, without long-time vocalist, Scott Wenzel on the microphone, the Ratt comparisons can finally die the death they deserved (Whitecross has NEVER sounded like Ratt minus the similarities in the singers' voices). The rest of the band, however, has been together for over two decades now, with Feighan joining up on drums in in 1991, and Ramos jumping on board in 2000.
The EP opens with a classic Whitecross guitar riff, and were it not for Robert's lower-ranged scream a few seconds into the track, you could possibly think you were listening to a track from one of the band's late-80s tracks. There is no mistaking that this is a Whitecross song through and through. A hard-driving song, "Man In The Mirror" has everything you except from Whitecross: crunchy rhythm guitar riffs, a tight bass line, and the thunderous drums that Feighan has been providing for 30 years now, Yes, there is a new voice in the band, but Roberts' deeper, slightly raspy voice fits this new material exceptionally well. While his screams may not shatter glass, there is a force behind them that projects power easily. I do not say this to belittle his predecessor at all, for I love the majority of Scott Wenzel's material up through High Gear, I don't hear Scott's vocals on this song at all. This song, to my ears, was written with Roberts' voice in mind. All this being said, Whitecross fans are likely here to feast their ears on the solos from Rex Carroll, and they are not let down here as he shreds his way through a scorching run before the final chorus section hits. With only three songs on this EP, it was important for Whitecross 2.0, as it is sometimes referred to, to come roaring out of the gates immediately; "Man In The Mirror" does not disappoint.
"The Lion Of Judah" is up next, and once again, there is no mistaking the riffing style or the guitar tone of Rex on this punchy rocker. Aggressive from the start, this again could be a throwback track, no doubt, and of the three songs here, this is really the only one I think I could hear Wenzel's voice fitting on, but I doubt it would pack the same punch that is provided by Roberts here. The man just adds an edge that was not always there, particularly on the Rex-less WC albums that followed High Gear. Again, the rhythm section is really powerful here, and you can sense the decades of work put in by Ramos and Feighan as they are in lock-step here, building the bedrock that we all know Rex is going to turn to molten rock as soon as he unleashes his guitar. And unleash, he does, as Rex rages across this track in an extended solo that instantly put a smile on my face. This is exactly what fans have been missing for twenty-plus years!
The third track here is a lyrical reworking of Psalm 23 for the intro, and is the slowest song on the EP. Don't let this fool you into believing it is a ballad or that it doesn't hit hard, because that is simply not the case. In all fairness, it does open on a slower, softer note, with a Spanish guitar intro from Rex, and it remains rather stark with Dave's husky voice and Rex's guitars going it alone until the band kicks in at about the 1:20 mark. From there, the track takes on a more aggressive, punchier style, with the lyrical phrasing and the arrangement reminding me a bit of a Dio song. Once again, Feighan is absolutely rock solid on the foundation of this song, pounding away at his kit and seemingly brutalizing his snare, while Ramos rumbles along in fine fashion. Rex's solo here is...well, it's Rex...extremely note-dense and high energy, screaming along for a full 40+ seconds before the song gives way to the softer style it started with for the last thirty seconds of the track, Roberts closing things out with the intro of the 23rd Psalm again.
I have been with Whitecross since the beginning, literally, as I bought their debut album the week it came to my local Christian bookstore, and I snapped up everything I could get my hand on throughout the years, from the Love On The Line EP on cassette, to Japanese imports and greatest hits compilations. When I had the chance to see them live in 2013, for the first time in over twenty years, and then got to meet them in person, it was truly an exceptional experience for me. Sadly, I lost my entire Whitecross collection (which I actually had autographed by the guys at SkullFest in 2013) in a flood a couple of years ago, but with my sights set upon rebuilding that collection, Fear No Evil is definitely a great place to pick things up! Available in very limited CD quantities, as well as in digital download format, at https://darkstarrecords.net/2022/09/02/whitecross-return-with-fear-no-evil-a-special-limited-edition-3-song-ep/ , this is well worth picking up before they are gone!
Oh, and for any who wonder how Roberts sounds on the band's classic material, I will just leave this here for you to feast your ears upon....
Rating: Again, it's an EP, and I'm not typically a fan of rating EPs, but it is fair to say the return of Whitecross is nothing short of crankable, even if it is a short, three-song tease! If forced to put a number to it, I'd give it a 7.5. Let's just hope a full-length album is in the works soon!
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