A web of solo's, a network of masturbatory guitars...a glam metal galaxy of pompous posing...and I quite like it. From its very metal yet simple cover design, to the occasionally hip-shaking grooves on offer, VV assembles a crack team to strut out some volumised hair metal. Vincent is a top shredder, keen to splash this almost mundane record with his licks, chops and twiddling's whilst the vocal attack is more of a high-pitched, spandex too tight rasp. Of course, hundreds of similar bands emerged at the time, creating none too dazzling album's but occasionally boasting a guitar star or sex god hero to boot. It fails to blow down any doors, 'Shoot U Full Of Love' is standard cheese give or take a few cool guitar moments, whilst 'Animal' is a vamped up Kiss. However, despite my many grievances, I still refuse to dismiss such a record as poppy-cock because on many a dark night such a record would be lowered onto the turntable, and with candle light and stereo-light merging as one, and the lights of the city dimming, '...Invasion' still becomes a reasonably glitzy journey into an rather uneventful back alley that takes you back to the heyday of '80s rocking.
6/10
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