A few years ago, the members of Black Star Riders made one of the best
decisions in recent memory when they opted not to make their new music
under the banner of Thin Lizzy. That name carried too many expectations
and comparisons for their music to ever be
taken at face value, whereas giving up the easy audience was the only
way to ensure that they were making their mark on their merits. And make
a mark they did. Their first album, "All Hell Breaks Loose" was a
phenomenal classic rock record, with enough modern
touches to make sure it sounded like a band with a vibrant future. It
was something that deserved to stand on its own, rather than being
compared to "Jailbreak" in every other paragraph. The follow-up, though,
didn't continue that momentum. "The Killer Instinct"
was a solid album, but it was clearly a step below the spark they had
from their years touring as Thin Lizzy. If their sophomore effort was
them finding their own voice, it could mean trouble.
So here we are with the third record, the one that will either right the
ship, or the one that will make it obvious that Black Star Riders
doesn't have the fire to keep a hot streak going.
Unfortunately, it seems the latter is the case, and I have to say I saw
it coming. With Ricky Warwick having released two albums of material
last year, and Damon Johnson starting his own side-project as well, the
core of the songwriting for the band was making
it all too obvious they were spreading themselves too thin. Not many
people can write albums upon albums of songs in such short order, and it
seems Black Star Riders have fallen victim to the necessity in this day
for artists to make as much music as they
possibly can.
Many of the songs here play from the same blueprint as the first two
Black Star Riders albums so closely that the chord progressions sound
nearly identical, and with the lack of bluesy riffs to balance out the
familiar chords, there's an immediate lack of freshness
to the album. It sounds a bit stale. Even if you like the sound, which I
do, there is nothing whatsoever about this album to differentiate it
from the first two. And if all three albums are identical, I'm not sure
why I would ever listen to anything but the
amazing debut.
The other issue I'm having trouble with is Warwick's insistence on
repeating lines in the choruses of these songs. Plenty of other bands
have done it before, and I always find it to be a lazy way of writing.
Rather than find something interesting to say for
four lines, or altering the melody ever so slightly to give the song
some movement, he chooses instead to repeat the exact same thing.
There's no skill in that.
That being said, there are still moments on the album that are great.
"Cold War Love" uses an interesting muted soft riff to lead into a
chorus that finally sounds like the big melody I've been waiting for.
The subdued nature of the song, and the build and
release it utilizes, gives the track an identity so it stands out. It's
a very fine song, and easily my favorite here.
So what can we say about "Heavy Fire"? Well, I don't want to say it's a
bad album, because it's not. It's perfectly solid, and I would enjoy it a
fair bit on its merits, if it weren't for the fact that I feel Black
Star Riders have already made this exactly
same album, and better. Black Star Riders are a good band, and I wish
them well, but they are a bit of a one-trick pony. At this point, as the
albums blend together and Ricky Warwick's melodies seem to intersect,
hearing one song/album is hearing them all.
It's good, but I need something more.
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