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Be all that as
it may, though, the charm of Horror Show -- ten melodic hard-rock/heavy
metal songs about famous monsters (or, more accurately, six songs about
famous monsters and four that sort of stretch the definition) -- may lie
in how its low, low valleys make its peaks seem all the more impressive.
Perhaps one or two of you (or perhaps all five of you) may be thinking to
yourselves right about now: “What sort of nonsense is this? Fully one-third
of the album is weaker than a virgin margarita, and we’re to accept
that this is somehow a commendable quality? The singer is unabashedly maudlin
when he gets true-eighties emotive, and therefore when he does the right
thing and rocks out like a rock singer ought to, he’s to be doubly
praised since he’s already shown a tendency not to live up to his billing?
Eh?” Well: I don’t know what’s made you guys get so ornery
all of a sudden, but I stand by my story.
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