The band look like they've been dragged through several hedges backwards - especially the rather terrifying bass dude Chris 'Godzilla' Doliber who writes most of the songs. Sisters Roxy (drums) and Maxine (guitar) Petrucci have something rather sexy about them, even if they are on the cover in their mum's leotard's, but I'm digging the huge hair and the ballsy metal contained within. Not quite the shock rock glam of say, Twisted Sister, but there's plenty of metal to put in your kettle, vocalist Bret Kaiser has a decent amount of power in his pouch, and the bubblegum metal stomp of 'High In High School' attempts the type of rebellion so many kids were looking to in the '80s, giving the album a hefty style of Joan Jett for the ears, especially with the glam plod of Slade mosher 'Come One, Come All'. I would have loved to have seen these guys live, just to have smelt the hairspray, and it's certainly the sort of album cover your mother would have taken away from you - the sleaze stomp of Madame X is so blatantly in your face that you can only sit back and take it all in and be transported back to a time when this type of metal was probably the 'in' thing, but the reality is this type of anthemic glam had its day in the '70s but, if, like me, you have this album, then when the clock strikes midnight you can revisit time and time again...if you're slightly bonkers. So c'mon, sing along, "She's hot tonight...she's cookin' tonight...she likes her meat well done". Imagine a basement version of Crue's 'Too Fast...'6.5/10
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