Okay, I freely admit now that my adolescence was spent loving this band. I stood in front of my turntable and played my glorious double gatefold 2 x 12″ 45s UK release of this masterpiece in 1980s metal. Cliff was still alive, and the band still worked with Flemming Rasmussen when recording. As far as I’m concerned, Rasmussen is the missing link when it comes to the band’s recent fall from grace. Yeah, you might have some shitty things to say about this band right now, and I get that, but go fuck yourself if you can’t hear the fucking A right wickedness of this masterpiece.