The second album from this jangly yet surreal Canadian indie rock quartet matures ever so slightly with more intentional pacing and understated arrangements.
John Cale kept his more extreme impulses in check on his first three solo albums, but with 1974's Fear, he gave his most paranoid lyrical themes and more angular musical ideas free reign. The wired intensity of "Gun" and the title cut, the buzzy attack of "Barracuda," and the guitar-addled "Momamma Scuba" live up to the madness of his best Velvet Underground work, and even the calmer moments burn with eccentric commitment.
Maiden's innate ability to consistently cater to its fans' stubborn tastes, while maintaining a level of integrity that other veteran bands displace with unintentional Spinal Tap zeal, is a testament to their talent and experience. While the keyboard-heavy sound of their previous release, the excellent Brave New World, creeps into some of the more indulgent tracks, Dance of Death is a triumphant return to form for these heavy metal legends.