Another helping of Swedish neo-glam, courtesy of the ever expanding Italian label. Much like the first go-round, there appear to be pop bands jumping on the Swedish glam bandwagon, acts that really aren't metal, but who dab on a little make-up, grow their hair out and claim to be "real": ultimate paint-by-numbers, image over substance.

Case in point, the sophomore effort by Crazy Lixx, who are more Autograph than Motley Crue. Lacking the punky aggression inherent in the best glam-metal, this is the sanitized LA version safe for late Eighties MTV. They've seemingly lifted characteristics of their favorites songs and re-arranged them into a compilation without playing covers.

‘My Medicine’ features ‘Unskinny Bop’ (Poison) rhythms atop a sugary Def Leppard chorus. ‘21 Til I Die’ and ‘Lock Up Your Daughter’ have the right sentiment, just not raucous nor dangerous enough, even with the vintage ride cymbal. Of course there's the requisite ballads: ‘Blame It On Love' power ballad, the acoustic begun ‘Children Of The Cross’ (about abuse by the church) and the acoustic, full-on spoken delivery of ‘What Of Our Love’. A short 45-second countrified intermezzo ‘Desert Bloom’ utilizes banjo/lap steel (ala Warrant’s ‘Uncle Toms Cabin’ or Cinderella circa "Heartbreak Station"), while the harmonica accented ‘She’s Mine’ comes close to the sweat and swagger the Lixx are so desperately trying to mimic, featuring double entendre lines like “Everybody’s got a sweet-tooth for Candy, but she’s mine.” Apart from that confection, even the PMRC would approve of Crazy Lixx.