Herman Frank - 'The Devil Rides Out'

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Herman Frank - 'The Devil Rides Out'

Reeks of rock-solid, traditional Heavy Metal madness, yet simmers down and down into nothing more than glorified background music.

In all honesty, as if the Devil were to really ride out in front of you right now, a loss for words is all you are left with when posed with the simplest of questions; what's the new Herman Frank album like? Well, to be as frank as you can possibly be, you've got to accept the truth and that's 'The Devil Rides Out', the third studio effort from the gunslinger behind Accept's eighties heyday, isn't quite the victory it should've been. If you can pardon the pun-heavy prelude, then you might just pardon the problems Herman and company present to us in an unfortunate turn of events.

From the Power Metal aping loops, swirls and howls of opener, 'Running Back' slides us through the first of all-too-many same-sounding power solos. That said, there are glimmers of hope for the album. '...Back' may feel as if Frank is running back in time to his Accept glory days of the eighties, when a solo was a gift from God, but sophomore song 'Shout' shines like a diamond in the rough, as if it were cut from a 'Holy Diver'-era Dio demo, polished off, sprinkled in shimmers of modernity and sent off into the wild.

If this album sounds nothing like the way it was described previously in this review, then it's what follows 'Shout' that presents the problems it possesses – you don't quite remember the rest. First single 'Ballhog Zone' and the mad-as-a-hatter, riff-heavy 'Thunder Of Madness' are clear-cut exemptions. However, the remainder of the opus plays out either slower than a tortoise carrying Frank and his band of merry men or faster than a Hollywood-paid-for golf-caddy chase through the luxurious hills of a hotel in the Hampshire's. By that I mean it flies past us so quickly you don't quite remember what happened or how.

'The Devil Rides Out' reeks of rock-solid, traditional Heavy Metal madness, yet simmers down and down into nothing more than glorified background music; a horrific finishing touch for what, on paper and on first listen, was a sure-fire success for a German Metal legend.

Jack Press

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