Mama Said Rock Is Dead

He's back again! But was he ever truly gone? Rock'N'Roll with a capital 'N' - showing that anything goes in this profession - is experiencing what feels like it's seventh or eighth spring. And in the middle of it all: John Diva & The Rockets Of Love. The flashy band in the style of the eighties has been blessed with the talent of bringing a breath of fresh air to classic rock music. They are the rightful heirs of an era in which Van Halen, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Whitesnake, Scorpions, Guns N' Roses or Mötley Crüe roved around all over the planet and took apart anything they could get their hands on. John Diva is charged US entertainment at it's very best. Equipped visually and musically with all the key ingredients that this form of music entails, John Diva and his Rockets embody smooth riffs, racy guitar solos bordering on supersonic, anthem like choruses and graphic texts filled with the stories of life, not always completely G-rated. This album is nothing less than a credo, a prayer and a homage to all those, who have paved the way for