Released: 2017, Battlegod Productions
Reviewer: Metal-Rules.com UK Team
I've been on a bit of a Magnum kick lately. I've been a fan of their particular flavour of pure classic cheese for a while (On a Storyteller's Night was one of the first albums I ever got, though my naive teenage self didn't really appreciate it at the time), and have had a craving for it of late.
I bring this up because they make a nice comparison point for Tony Mills' Streets of Chance, in both its general style and also its failings.
The style is your typical AOR/melodic hard rock fare. As well as the aforementioned Magnum, Bob Catley, Axel Rudi Pell and maybe even a lighter side of Pretty Maids come to mind. However, while the general style is the same, Streets of Chance just doesn't sound like it's trying as hard. This isn't to say it's worthless, it's pleasant enough...but that's the problem. How many classic albums would you describe with those words, "pleasant enough"? It's inoffensive, but where the best works of those artists above swagger and swing their hard rocking chops around, this one just plods along, smiling politely and humming along to itself.
The one real exception I found was the song "Storm Warning". This one brings some much needed energy and force to the album, demanding attention while the rest of the tracks quietly file a request for some attention when you have a moment, please. I truly wish the rest of the album was more like "Storm Warning".
It feels like a lack of ambition more than anything, like it's just not really striving to be more. This isn't to say every album has to be explosive, grandiose or supremely heavy, music can be plenty enjoyable without going for extremes. As well as all the Magnum I've been enjoying lately, one of my favourite albums of recent years was Grand Magus' The Hunt. This one toned down their grand, epic approach from prior works, and got some flak for that. For me, it was so damn catchy and fun to listen to, with great pacing throughout. There was nothing about that album that was particularly extreme, yet it was a great album because it was so memorable and well-written. An album can be captivating without having to be extreme, technical or progressive. Streets of Chance isn't really bad, but it doesn't have that same level of ambition. I think it would be doing this style of melodic rock a disservice to say this is all it could ever archive, to just tinkle along in the background. I feel Mr. Mills could achieve more here without abandoning the overall style he clearly enjoys.
For those looking for a harmless 45 minutes of light rocking, this is decent enough, but I can't see it holding anyone's attention for long after that initial listen or two.