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Branded and Exiled was my introduction to Running Wild, having purchased it in an old hole-in-the-wall record store in my hometown long ago. This was on vinyl; I had the full sleeve notes and everything to read as I listened, a young teen marveling at this new phenomenon called heavy metal -- delighting in the shocked and horrified expressions on my parents' faces and living for the power onslaught coming from my speakers. I wanted it all, every last bit. Here was some unheard-of group from Germany -- the reference to Judas Priest in their title did not escape me -- and I wanted to hear what they could do. A few bucks later, I was checking out what was, in the final analysis, to be an album that launched a legendary band in its own right.
For those who hooked on to Rolf during Under Jolly Roger, I urge you to dig this one up. It's a formative album, but Running Wild cut their teeth in bombastic fashion. In fact, I like Branded and Exiled slightly more than Under Jolly Roger because Rolf & crew did early Priest-inspired metal exceptionaly well, and Under Jolly Roger really only hints at the future greatness they would attain in the sub-sub-genre of Pirate Metal.
Branded and Exiled is actually two different concepts. The first is total Priest worship. You'll hear plenty of derivative Tipton and Downing-inspired riffs, done to perfection, and sounding exactly like the period from which they come. The second is reaching for more -- Rolf and the group basically exploring what they would eventually become on successive albums. Mordor is probably the best example of the latter -- mid-paced mechanical single-note comping, really in the same exact key as later efforts such as Black Wings of Death and Evilution. In the former category, Chains and Leather sounds very much like Judas Priest anthems of the day, and Gods of Iron seems to draw on the Exciter-trademarked sound of Priest from such titanic efforts as Stained Class and Hell Bent for Leather. Rolf knew where he came from, but definitely had something new to say. And this ultimately became the calling card for Running Wild. On Branded and Exiled, we see Rolf latching on to his roots, but reaching out to new horizons. It's fascinating to look back on this work because you can clearly see what is to come, in retrospect.
The production on Branded and Exiled is certainly dated. Particularly weak is the echo effect put on Rolf's vocals -- which is no doubt an attempt to bolster his sound. Rolf's vocals are ultimately a strength because nobody sounds like him. But back in the middle 1980's, it might have been seen as an issue that he couldn't scream like Geoff Tate or his fellow countryman, Klaus Meine. Pesonally I love Rolf's vocals, all the more because I can pick him out anytime, instantly.
Still, everything is placed very well in the mix. The guitar tone is appropriately heavy and slammed in your face. Double-bass drumming on songs like Mordor is effective. The lows are right there, moving your gut. The highs clash with each cymbal crash. It's a comptent, although basic, production. I'll take it.
My two favorite tracks actually reside on the latter part of the album. Mordor is fantastic. I learned every note of this tune on guitar. It's a great example of keeping time to a mid-paced beat -- staccato picking, but not as fast as you can go. If you play, you may want to check it out. You can learn a bit of control by playing along with it. And Evil Spirit, with it's simplistic but unforgettable chorus, and interesting story, is a favorite. Chains and Leather is always a good listen, and Marching to Die gets my pulse up every time I hear it.
Overall this is very good for an early effort from a band. It may have been forgotten because what was to come from Running Wild was much different. Nevertheless, I wholeheartedly recommend Branded and Exiled. It's certainly dated at this point, but I love to take trips down memory lane. There's a great and varied history to be had in heavy metal. This style of music came from a lot of young, dedicated, great musicians who really loved what they were doing. More than anything else, that's what is on display here.
I expected more from Under Jolly Roger when I first heard it, but Branded And Exiled I lauded as it flew beyond my expectations. I expected a neat little album with some defining moments like the debut, but what I received instead was a kick in the ass from each instrument and Rolf yelling at me. God damnit, this sophomore really tops the first one, and I must say that I prefer it to Under Jolly Roger. They still didn’t abandon the raw, blasphemous, blackish-metallish tone of the first album, but they’ve sure matured. You can hear it in the riffs and the lyrics alone, and production wise they’ve balanced everything out a little more, which is something I wished they did with the previous album. Now the tone is a little more like dirty, edgy heavy / speed metal with even more momentous sections, riffs, solos, and Rolf topping it all with his wicked snarls.
Rolf himself is at his very best thus far; not expecting much with only two albums under their belt (at the time), but it’s still a step-up from the debut anyway you look at it. He doesn’t sound as distant as before, but it’s a trademark move he’d keep until at least Death Or Glory. His vocal style itself is still generally the same grainy, angry singing that doesn’t go operatic on us, but you can tell he’s giving it his full-attention. Some moments again he’ll scream at the top of his lungs – Halford-style, as I’ve compared before. Bass is also a much bigger step up; balanced production in the ‘80s means that the bass is playing right alongside the riffs in escorting the tempo. Very bludgeoning and seeping in the one layer of music we’d love to have properly heard on the last album.
The drums are extremely consistent next to the charging riffs, and once again I’d like to remind you that they aren’t overtly loud and obnoxious like on the last album. They had a charm there, but that charm makes its way on here without any of the annoyances plaguing that album. You still get that fantastic ‘80s echo with mortar like cymbals crashing and galloping double bass. They’re more constrained this time, too, compared to the last album where they were at the forefront trying to steal the show.
Running Wild to me since I first heard them were always supposed to carry over the more historically epic side of heavy metal. Maiden for sure got their shit together, but I wanted something with less opera appeal and Blind Guardian are more on the power side. Running Wild are smack dab in the middle, with particular evil motives given to the guitars, a move which makes this one a hellish force tackling the albums around it. Not only do the riffs justify the songs behind them in a pissed-off, thrashy / catchy way, but they’re much more larger-than-life and show a band heading toward even higher heights. Only a couple songs don’t prove this point to a full extent (“Realm Of Shades” and “Fight The Oppression”), but with the solos tacked on I’d say every song is magical.
The latter half of the album is more epic and catchy than the first half, but the one that peaks above all else is “Mordor” (what a coincidence). Tolkien’s works are always good influences to base a song off of when it comes to metal, but with Running Wild behind the instruments it’s a whole different level of greatness. While each song has a distinctive riff slaying their respective foes with a clean, crispier tone, “Mordor” is the one that starts and ends differently (not counting “Chains And Leather”’s intro, in case you want to be nit-picky). The drum intro followed by a dashing riff under Rolf’s war chants is one thing, but when it goes into the running cadence of a chorus, it turns into something I’d love to have heard in the Peter Jackson film-adaptations (yes, with the riff included). If anything, they should have included the outro to the song, which is the defining moment of Branded And Exiled - a glorious +1 minute long heralding solo combination backed by a stampeding, catchy-as-hell riff met near the end by magnificent lead shrills.
No other song meets those requirements, although the respective solo sections of some like “Gods Of Iron” and “Marching To Die” back what they have to offer. The crunchy guitar tone properly balanced by hammering bass and flamingly fun drumming goes a long way, and Rolf on top of it makes Branded And Exiled quite the treat. Don’t forget this one when you fall love with the later classics soon to follow, though I guess it’s easy to do so since those ones kick this one’s ass (unfair, but true).
In 1985, Running Wild released their sophomore LP and the follow-up to the speed metal-classic Gates to Purgatory, Branded and Exiled. Only one member change had taken place between the releases, namely lead guitarist Preacher (what the fuck was he thinking when he came up with that nickname anyway?) leaving the band and getting replaced by Majk Moti. Majk is probably the most appreciated of all of RW’s lead guitarists over the years, and he really is very good at what he does (although I prefer mid-to late 90’s shredder Thilo Hermann). In fact, the whole band’s instrumentation has been notably improved. The solos, riffing and drumming aren’t so messy anymore. Also, the lyrics are moving away from Satan to less silly themes, like war (Marching to Die, Fight the Oppression), unation (Branded and Exiled) and RW’s only Tolkien-inspired song (Mordor). Some lyrics still deal with the occult, though, like Realm of Shades and Gods of Iron.
Musically, not much had changed since the debut. This album, like its predecessor, is a mix of speedy and slow tracks, with really simplistic riffing and structures. The speedier tracks include Gods of Iron, Fight the Oppression, Marching to Die (and maybe Realm of Shades). They’re all similiar in feel, with similiar riffs and fun shout-along choruses. Realm of Shades’ riff is an unspectacular one, reminding me of Black Demon from the previous LP. In fact, the whole song is like Black Demon’85. The lyrics aren’t as silly however, Rolf sounds extremely cool on it and there is something cool over the whole song. Yeah, cool, I can’t describe it with another word. Rolf, now that I mentioned him, sounds like on Gates, perhaps a little less forced and more sophisticated. He puts on a good performance throughout the whole album, except for the closer Chains & Leather (more about that one later).
I also have one thing to point out, to explain why I’ve given this album a slightly lower score than GtP. This album sounds a lot duller, and although the guitars are heavier and all that, I’m missing the razor-sharp sound of GtP. But I believe the production is to blame for this. Also, all the songs on here don’t peak as high as the ones on the debut. Just wanted to point this out, and I didn’t know how to just put it in nicely with the rest of the review. Back to the material.
If there are any songs that can count as classics on this album, then they are the title track and Mordor. The title track is a very simple song with a chorus that is very catchy and easily memorable, and a nice solo too. Mordor stands on its own as the only true KILLER on this album. The drum intro may be as lame as drum intros ever get, but the rest of the song is totally wicked, from the entirely palm-muted riff (a taster of what was to come later in RW’s career) to the awesome bridge and the chorus. And the outro is just epic.
Evil Spirit, the only song bassist Stephan Boriss ever got to write with RW (I think) is generally seen as the album’s worst song, but I like it. I mean, listen to the riff, it’s fucking groovay! You can tell a bassist wrote the song. But yeah, the chorus really isn’t very good. But at least it’s forgettable.
Chains & Leather was probably intended as a crowd-pleaser, but it’s really quite painful to listen to on this album. I mean, what the fuck Rolf, did you really have to sing it like that? Really, it’s just quite badly performed, which makes it the worst song on here. But, on the remastered edition of Death or Glory, there is a re-recorded version which I recommend you to check out. It may be even more cheesy, but it’s still quite great. The lyrics are still dreadfully bad, though.
Well, that’s it. Get this album if you are a fan of RW or old German metal in general, ‘cause then you will find it enjoyable, but don’t get it if you are new to RW. It’s far from their best.