I still don’t get it. 80’s pop metal gets a harder edge, like putting a spiked collar on a poodle. This just sounds like radio ready commercial rock to me, which isn’t necessarily bad, just not the sort of stuff I can dig. Revolutionary? Hardly. This is roller skating music, the sort of songs that allow the bigger bullies to push their way onto the rink and start wiping out the wimpy kids; let “Sweet Child o’ Mine” wind down, sweep the crying kids off of the floor, and put on “Ooh Heaven Is A Place On Earth” for the girls and couples. “Welcome To The Jungle” works nicely as pro wrestling intro music as well. So there’s that.