The year is 1975. Thin Lizzy and Black Sabbath, are gathered together for recording sessions in a garage somewhere in the country. They share a joint and start jamming. After whole day of sessions the dream was over, Pepper Keenan woke up, opened up a beer and called Mike, Woody and Reed and told them: “Guys, it’s already 3 years since we got back together, let’s record an album, ah?“. They sat together, rolled a spliff, poured a bourbon and played ‘Deliverance’ and ‘Wiseblood’ for inspiration. And this is how ‘No Cross No Crown’ was born. Or at least I love imagine it being so, while listening the record for fuckteenth time since last week.
‘No Cross No Crown’ is filled with great songs. ‘The Luddite’ and ‘E.L.M.’ are just killer southern metal; we have badass heavy boogie in ‘Wolf Named Crow’ and ‘Little Man’; we hear slow and heavy epic in ‘Nothing Left to Say’ and ‘A Quest to Believe (A Call to the Void)’, and at the end there stays a brutal cover of ‘Son and Daughter’ from the first album of QUEEN (1973), but with such riffing as if Brian May has gone to make tea while Tony Iommi plugged in for a song.