It’s quite obvious the Yngwie Malmsteen that we’re used to from 1983-1999 is long gone. What we get now is embarrassing, outdated drum machines, horrible production, someone who thinks he’s putting out the best product while the musicians who helped him along the way he’s alienated by his outrageous behavior.
Whether it be him suing long-time ex-girlfriend Tallee Savage for ridiculous accusations that were eventually laughed out of court by a Miami-Dade Circuit Court Judge, to him making disparaging comments about the former lead singers that helped catapult him to commercial success during his heyday. Now, his house is in foreclosure.
The Yngwie faithful in international countries will rave that this album is great, sounds great, etc. I don’t know if they need a hearing test or their blind love for YJM.
His label won’t be happy with our review and hopefully, that will wake them up to tell YJM to tighten up future releases or buh bye.
If you’re one of the blind followers that will rave about it and pay the $400 to meet him on his upcoming tour with a lackluster backing band, I have some oceanfront property in Arizona I’d like to sell you.