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Is there anything Bruce Dickinson can't do? After nearly 30 years of chalice-hoisting and castle-storming with Samson and Maiden, dressing like an openly gay pirate/pro tennis player, and wailing the hell out of "Run to the Hills" like 200 nights a year, he's become a BBC Radio 2 DJ and a commercial airline pilot. He's also written two graphic novels, is "an accomplished fencer," and pumps out solo records that always have at least one jam that stomps the balls off of almost everything on the preceding Maiden album. (This time it's "River of No Return.")

The most amazing thing about Bruce, though, is that he can make perfectly reasonable people get really, really into a song about sword-fighting unicorns in futuristic mirror-worlds without anyone realizing what he's talking about until it's way too late and the tune is stuck in your head for like the next 1000 years. With Tyranny of Souls, the original tattooed millionaire hasn't come up with anything as instantly infectious/embarrassing as "Tears of the Dragon" from 1994's Balls to Picasso or "The Tower" from 1998's The Chemical Wedding, but that's okay, because Maiden's last album, Dance of Death, was the proverbial shark-jumper (excluding the Blaze Bailey era, duh), so it's not like our man had much to improve upon.