Bat Out Of Hell III Review
Here’s the first that I’ve found. The writer gives it four out of five stars, and the writeup is hilarious.
Guardian Unlimited Arts | | Meat Loaf, Bat Out of Hell III
For what it’s worth, there’s a loose narrative thread (the “monster” - war, famine, pestilence - is on the loose, so you might as well stay at home with a Meat Loaf album), but that’s peripheral to the record’s main purpose, which is to indulge Meat’s love of gothic vaudeville. He pours on the melodrama from the start, and if “melodramatic” could just as well describe the first two Bat albums, the difference here is that the hysteria is notched up to a barely feasible degree.
Meat is 58, and as he blasts out the bell-ringing, choir-filled arias entitled Blind as a Bat and Bad for Good (the latter featuring a hell-for-leather Brian May), you fear for his blood pressure. Those, however, are nothing compared with Land of the Pigs (The Butcher is King) - five Olympian minutes crying out for a full production at Glyndebourne - and the duet (with Norwegian singer Marion Raven) It’s All Coming Back to Me Now, ostensibly a reflection on love, but imbued with the delicacy of aircraft carriers colliding at sea.
