Band:	Powerwolf
Album:	Blood Of The Saints
Style:	Power metal
Release date:	July 29, 2011
A review by:	Doc G.

01. Agnus Dei (Intro)
02. Sanctified With Dynamite
03. We Drink Your Blood
04. Murder At Midnight
05. All We Need Is Blood
06. Dead Boys Don't Cry
07. Son Of A Wolf
08. Night Of The Werewolves
09. Phantom Of The Funeral
10. Die, Die, Crucified
11. Ira Sancti (When The Saints Are Going Wild)

Damn, damn, damn. Talk about a schizophrenic reaction to music...I was really stoked on hating this. In fact, even as I sit and listen to it, something in my brain is telling me I should hate this...but I have to admit, this is actually pretty solid.

So it's as cheesy as one band can get, that's already established. Much like listening to a Meat Loaf record, despite the overwhelming sense of second-hand embarrassment at the sheer goofiness flying every-which-way, you gotta hand it to the artists; they got the chops. Unlike Meat Loaf, however, this is actually listenable for longer than a 2-song stretch. This is thick, dark epic power metal with a healthy dose of self-parody from time to time.

It's another one of those "bags of sugar" albums, unfortunately. The first few spoonfuls are delicious, but before you know it you've wound up in a diabetic coma. Luckily Powerwolf make the most of the organs, choirs and such, so the sugar overdose is late coming. It's reminiscent of the grandest should-be holiday of the year; Halloween (aside from just the horror-type feel to it). It's fun for a good period of time; the atmosphere of campy horror films, cheap, smashable plastic lawn ornaments, candy, slutty costumes...Then you wake up on the other side of the city on November 1st wearing a ridiculous Captain Planet costume, which is now covered in Heineken-and-tootsie-pop vomit. The point being, Blood Of The Saints is an absolutely fantastic listen in small doses, just don't expect it to be one of those "I-won't-get-it-on-first-listen-because-of-how-intellectual-it-is" albums.