The album didn't quite carry the electricity or atmosphere of their live shows, it's recorded compact and very clean for powerful thunder rock, one track carries the awesome anthemic style that would soon become their speciality.
Black Diamond is the closing track and still the best, at some points its (believe it or not) on par with Zeppelin as it has more contrasts than any of their future albums or solo albums. It starts with a hauntingly discorded and demented acoustic lick, doubled eerily as Paul Stanley coos breathily the iconic lines;
"Out on the streets for a livin..pictures only begun..Got ya under their thumb"
Stanley then calls for Peter Criss to 'Hit it', a bold addition to a song, before the drummer takes over the lead; his raw,bluesy vocals are in direct contrast to Stanleys clean and clear tone. As the mammoth riffs rain down, the dystopian tune is lent a verity by Criss' rough pipes; an authenticity shines through as he lived a tough life running with violent gangs in Brooklyn, knowing more about life 'out on the streets' better then anyone. While a visual feast when performed live, the demonic bridge chords that play under Frehley's tortured solo is original sounding displaying the dark prog sound they occasionally possessed. But best is last, the long coda that ends the album as power chords are struck in a masonic sequence, with every smash of the drums, the droning ending slowly draws out. It's a creepy, gothic ending to a truly incredible composition and an underrated, original hard rock album. The darkness of this album would be lost in their more dominant party rock sound later on which is a shame.
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