Walloping, femme-fronted, fist-in-the-air chugrock with a frothy head of doom on top. The long-ish tracks (they generally hover around the five-minute mark) leave plenty of room for Opheus's intricate twin-guitar interplay, and singer Ingrid Galadriel's forceful bellow is impressively Doro-esque. Plus, like all Norwegian chicks, she's blonde, and hot. If you're the street-level hesher type, this one's a no-brainer. Van metal lives!