Yngwie Malnsteen can play blistering arpeggios, but this DVD could at some time in the future, be held up as a shining example of 20th Century rock'n'roll extravagance, egotism and tastlesness.
First, there's the cheap and very nasty audio mix - the bass and keybords are almost non-existent, and Malmsteen's ego ensured that the very irritating braying from the audience is a constant feature of the mix. And then there's Yngwie himself; sweating and posturing in a very tight leather outfit, replete with open shirt and gold crucifix.
The horror. The horror.... |