There’s a clear reason why Axel Rudi Pell’s solo career has lasted a quarter of a century. He’s an extremely talented guitarist who constantly surrounds himself with equally talented musicians that help push his music one extra level to produce memorable and inspirational albums and tunes. If this is what you’re expecting from Pell’s sixteenth studio album, Into the Storm, you will certainly not be disappointed.
The two aspects that have always stood out for this band are Pell’s captivating guitar riffs and the versatile vocals of whoever ends up behind the microphone. And since 1997, Johnny Gioeli has been the man for Axel Rudi Pell. Gioeli’s voice fits this style of heavy metal like a freshly tailored suit. His vocals are the perfect mix of rasp, subtly and indisputable range. Into the Storm is also the first album to feature drummer Bobby Rondinelli. Indeed, his sweeping drum rolls bring that extra flavor to an album exploding with high-end talent.
Into the Storm consists of bright, atmospheric songs that have an underlying dark emotion. The band sticks to formulaic song structures and some of the choruses are quite repetitious, but Pell’s pounding guitar riffs and smooth solos nullify any kind of boredom incurred from the album’s only downfall.
The second track, “Tower of Lies,” is reminiscent of eighties power metal, with a surprisingly new-age quality. The song exhibits Gioeli’s fantastic vocals and Pell’s quick, catchy guitar riffs. And then there’s the powerfully emotional ballad, “When Truth Hurts,” which slows down the album at the perfect moment. It’s one of those songs the broken hearted can cry their eyes out to over and over again, but there’s also an undeniable uplifting sentiment to it.
Now, I never like to admit that any cover song is better than its original, but Axel Rudi Pell’s rendition of Neil Young’s “Hey Hey My My” comes very close. It’s a slow and haunting version of the classic song that is sure to send shivers down your spine.
Into the Storm is replete with unforgettable, anthem-like guitar riffs that will leave you whistling the melodies to yourself throughout the day. If you’re a fan of that palm-muted, racing kind of guitar work, then this is the album for you.
Evan Davits, HMS
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