THE SYMBOL REMAINS

Nothing to proclaim, but also nothing to complain about this album. It has everything one have learn to expect from the Cult: Thunderous riffs, like the one in the opener. Effective (yet distinctive) vocal harmonies introducing a welcomed dose of strangeness, like in "Box in My Head". And, of course, the tasty and unmistakable electric guitar soloing by their long-time leader, Buck Dharma, like in "Tainted Blood".

The songs may not be the best among their considerable catalog, but certainly they are fine material, strong both in composition and execution: hard rock with a touch of creepy weirdness (never indulging in glam excesses, nevertheless, listen to "Nightmare Epiphany").

A good album to consider.