When
first looking at this record one wonders if the music is to be glamish
hair-rock like the songtitles would suggest, or dark'n'mean Heavy Metal
like the primitive but cool-as-hell artwork. Luckily we are presented
with the latter. "Turn your amp. to ten, close your eyes and PREPARE YOURSELF
TO DIE"... Now that's the spirit! The quote from the back sleave is very
well put. After starting off with some stumbling, messy drums this EP
can only get better. And it does. "Wild Night" is anything but wild, but
who needs "wild" when you can have heavy, grinding, doomish Heavy Metal
in the vein of classic DEATH SS/Paul Chain, seasoned with a dark and moody
end part worthy of early 80's MANOWAR! Singer T. Satanson is a raw growler/screamer
who adds further menace and grit to their music. (Surely an apple in the
eye of mom and pop Satanson). So Mr Pete may not be the tightest drummer
ever, but thanx to the excellent production WHITE NIGHT still manage to
kick some serious ass. Turning to the flipside we first get "Hollywood",
a simple but nice NWOBHM-cruncher in the HOLOCAUST vein with a good, powerful
chorus, but it's the closing "Heavy Metal Angel" that's the real treat.
At first it bulldozes you into the ground with raw, total Britt'-Doom
Heavy a lá WITCHFINDER GENERAL / NIGHTIME FLYER, then comes the fast drumming
Power Metal part to rip you loose from your livingroom floor and re-inject
all your bodily fluids cut with molten lead to the chant of "Heavy Metal!
Heavy Metal!..." ...and then it ends. Just like that. I guess the feeling
of being unfulfilled is part of the magic. The hunger afterwards for more
WHITE NIGHT-Metal makes the record more than the sum of it's parts, and
perhaps that's better than having a full-length album with half of the
songs being limp and lifeless fillers. The mystery becomes so much larger
when the pieces of the puzzle are few. Their sound is nothing complicated
or constructed, the musicianship average, but it's still just about everything
you'd ever want from an obscure and mega-rare private pressing. It has
originality, heaviness and sincerity and it breathes mystery and soul.
Although this EP is almost as rare as groupies on a Metal Market, the
occational copy do turn up and may exchange hands for something around
€100+. Be thankful that mr Satanson, Pete, Face, Peps & Holly didn't
come out of the US, or the price would have been at least trippled.
Originally written in German. Translate to:
Angesichts des Schweinepreises den man für dieses ultra rare Teil, das gerademal 13 min an Metal aufbringt, hinblättern muss, sollten Preis/Leistungs-bewusste Metaller doch skeptisch an die Sache herantreten. Gut, 200 Vinyls sind nicht gerade viel und der Gevatter Tod da auf dem Cover tut sein übriges, aber lohnt es sich musikalisch ebenso? Naja, kann ich nur sagen. Einen gewissen Charme kann man den 3 Stücken nicht absprechen. Doom Metal mit reichlich dünner Demoproduktion und einem Sänger der mir sehr gut gefällt, da er den getragenen, teilweise epischen Songs eine Art mystischen Touch verleiht. Heavy Metal angel mutiert im 2. Teilstück sogar zu einem Powerbanger. Wäre das Drum nicht so nervig laut rumpelnd in den Vordergrund gerückt, würde die Truppe eine Güteklasse höher steigen. Trotzallem muss man neidlos anerkennen dass mit besserer, eventuell düsterer Produktion diese bereits im November 1984 produzierte 12 ein kleines Doom Highlight geworden wäre. Aber ich möchte der Band keinen Vorwurf machen, schließlich haben sie selbst dafür gelöhnt!
