Oh sure, you’ll listen to the first four tracks and be ensnared by their addictive lure, the storytelling and melodic power encouraging repeat plays, but you’ll be worrying that the one thing missing is a really ‘obvious’ punk-ish anthem. Then a riotous glitter bomb called Kunce happens; then the even better Blue Moon Over Brinkburn, a vengeful V-sign to his old school, happens. That’s how you write a punk metal classic. The combination of that, with the thrash-meets-doo-wop Maintain Radio Silence and I’ll Be Your Monster’s if-The-Beach-Boys-backed-Andrew WK madness; that’s what makes the world lovely.
We could point out that Satanic Rites… isn’t quite the greatest Wildhearts album ever, but it’d be like trying to judge which of Serena Williams’ 23 Grand Slam trophies is the most polished. More importantly, this album is the spectacular proof of one man’s return from pitch-darkness to pitch perfection, so let’s be honest enough to say it and mean it: the unique Ginger Wildheart is a total fucking genius.
Verdict: 4/5
For fans of: The Struts, Devin Townsend, Von Hertzen Brothers
Satanic Rites Of The Wildhearts is released on March 7 via Snakefarm