The fourth album in a six-act story? Blimey. I may have missed the first three, but there’s no way I’m going to binge on a catch up. The final two acts can do one, as well. I’m being harsh. This wasn’t the rock opera shit I was expecting. It’s almost soft rock, sounding like an album from 1979, not 2015. One for the committed.
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