By the time we had reached 1987, Michael
Schenker had dabbled with Scorpions, spent a number of years in the
halcyon period of UFO, and released four albums under the M.S.G moniker,
mostly all to wide acclaim for his ferocious and brilliant guitar work
and ability to write terrific songs. Still, he had still not broken
thorugh for commercial success.
With the addition of Robin McAuley as
lead vocalist, the decision was made to rename the band the McAuley
Schenker Group, and while also adding Rocky Newton as bass guitarist and
backing vocals, as well as his song writing, it was a brave new world
that Michael Schenker headed towards.
For a start, this album is
unashamedly aimed at the middle of the road, hard rock, radio friendly
market. For most of the album, Schenker's trademark guitar licks are
either missing or meshed so finely into the song mix that even the
hardest of hard core fans would have trouble deciphering it from rest of
the instrumental mix.
Add to this that the songs are all very much
softer in approach than anything Schenker has tried before. Really, the
direction that the band has gone on this album is pretty much everything
I hate about music, especially from a band that has proven it is heavy
metal folklore, and can mix it with the best, but then changes its
output in order to score some radio airplay.
Taking all of this
into account... I still love this album. Why? Given all that I have said
now and in the past about my abhorrance of "selling out"? I don't know.
I really don't. I can give you that it was released four days after my
18th birthday, and it spent about six months on my turntable when it was
released. It brings back great memories. And while Schenker's guitar is
almost non existant, it actually comes to the fore in the final song on
the album, "Rock 'Til You're Crazy", which does always make me feel
like listening to the whole album again.
Sure, there is pure syrup in
songs like "Gimme Your Love", "Here Today - Gone Tomorrow", "No Time
For Losers", "Follow the Night", "Get Out" and "Love Is Not a Game", but
what they remind me of is bands like Ratt and L.A. Guns and other hair
metal bands of that era.
If I was to rate this album as a Michael
Schenker album it would probably be hit hard, because of what I've said
above. However, when I just put the album on, and take it for what it
is, I still love it to this day. It may not rate as one of Schenker's
finest personal moments as the guitaring god that he is, but for feel
good, easy listening hair metal circa 1987, this is still pretty damn
good.
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