These German's leered from the wall of most metal fans in the '80s. Not because the band were that great, but because they were fronted by blonde siren Doro Pesch, who at the time would have quenched any young metalhead's thirst as he sat in his room, ears to the music. At the time she was quite a looker, but what about the music ? Well, Warlock are unfortunately as predictable as the English weather, churning out powerful, gothic rock that squats in the metal genre due to its imagery, and Warlock always had decent record covers, 'Triumph...' being my personal favourite as dearest Doro gets up close and personal with a sinister hag-like figure...male or female I never could tell! Musically, the band are accomplished, but it's not groundbreaking and once that needle lifts off the black wax you won't be in a hurry to put this lp on again. However, Warlock make the grade here because of what they meant at the time. 'All We Are' sounds like a female Dio, a big, anthemic chorus for those who wish to punch the air in sweaty delight, but 'I Rule The Ruins', although catchy, has an almost tame, and cheesy chorus which comes in like some dated entry for the Eurovision Song Contest. Doro has a good voice, and the lyrics, although pretty much the same throughout would've got any metaller in his dungeon back in the '80s.
Warlock, and this album in particular, aren't relevant today, and listener back on old stuff you'll realise that if it was good enough then, it should be good enough now, but Warlock weren't ahead of their time, simply more rooted at the time. Respect for their metal, but the novelty has worn off.
5/10
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