This review is because of Rob Vuckovich, whom I like to describe as “one of the Jedi Masters who instructed me”. Vuckovich complained that I rate everything so high. That’s because, in general, I tend to write about things I like. However just for Rob, I dug up an album that I hate. Here you go.
DEF LEPPARD – X (Japanese import, 2002)
This was the lowest point for Def Lep. Writing with Max “Backstreet Boys” Martin? Screw that, man. The only sounds on this album that wasn’t filtered through a computer was the sound of Steve Clark rolling in his grave.
I mean, damn. Listen to “Unbelievable”. See what I mean? That’s pop radio crapola written by not one, not two, but three pop uber-writers.
“Now” isn’t bad; it has some guitar on it, but what’s with the programmed opening? What’s with these drum machines? Why such a slow tempo and wimpy chorus? The best song is called “Torn to Shreds”, but even that’s a power ballad.
“Long Long Way To Go” has some nice acoustic work (and there’s a superior acoustic version on the Japanese import), but it’s otherwise one of the wimpiest songs in this band’s tarnished history. Know why? It too was written entirely by outside writers.
The Japanese import also has another bonus track, “Kiss the Day”, another slow and wimpy pseudo-rocker. While not a bonus track per se, the official website used to offer a song called “Perfect Girl”, which is a better demo of “Gravity”.
Buy On Through The Night, not X.