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Second album for Boston-rock/Power Metal wankers Twilightning, and while it isn't a whole lot worse than their debut, that still does not equal a ringing endorsement. As my wife said "That title is so gay you could see it from space." So my hopes were not high for this, and I was about spot on.

Twilightning essentially sound like Sonata Arctica crossed with anthemic 70's radio rock like Boston or Journey. If that sounds good to you, cool, go for it. But if you ask me, SA are on thin enough ice, we don't need to add Steve Perry-sounding vocal lines and Toto-esque guitar licks to material that is already pretty damned candy-ass. These guys have thankfully not gone the Angra 'throw-in-everything' route of songwriting, and "Plague-House Faggot Show"- er, sorry "Puppet Show" is still pretty focused. Some good stuff pops up here and there, as on "Into Treason", but as soon as it does they lay on the Whitesnake keyboards and riff off some terrible poppy sounding chorus and everything goes to shit.

I know this band has plenty of fans, but I am not one of them, and Twilightning just barely escape the Shit List this time. This band may go down a storm with the spastic batshit masses in Japan, but fans of real metal can skip this one, trust me.