"Back in the Year of the Great Plague, Sweden's Ambush ambuscaded me with Infidel, knocking my noggin with an electrified baseball bat of 80s metal nostalgia. It hit that sweet 1981-1984 classic heavy metal spot so hard, it almost created a time vortex that allowed me to bail on COVID and drink shitty beers with my ne'er-do-well teenage self. Infidel sounded like a perfect fusion of Dokken, Europe, Accept, and the early Ozzy solo stuff, and that shit sells itself to geezers like me. Album hig...
