As Chris Bilton wrote:
Flanked by crudely stencilled logos spray-painted on the drum riser and amp coverings, as well as a huge coat of arms bearing two lions and the classic white snake (not the vulvic Come An’ Get It snake) Whitesnake get wild in the streets on “Bad Boys” and offer relationship advice through rockers like “Fool for your Lovin’” and “Love Ain’t No Stranger.” Maybe it’s his affable Englishness, or the fact that his blonde mane is as impressive as ever, but singer and sole original member David Coverdale seems to have a great sense of humour about fronting Whitesnake at age 57. Even if Coverdale can’t quite hit the chorus of “Here I Go Again,” the vision of a young and unsullied Tawny Kitaen embedded in our MTV minds has the crowd singing the chorus for him.
A stage-shrouding banner depicting the industrial sprawl of Judas Priest’s home town of Birmingham, England that reads “Welcome to the home of British Steel” drops to the floor as the band launches into “Rapid Fire” and we begin our album-length journey. Wrapped in leather and denim, and hidden behind mirrored shades, singer Rob Halford appears to be pacing himself as he sings the first two songs slightly hunched over and unmoving. But by the iconic “Breaking the Law” and hilariously-menacing “Grinder,” Halford is absolutely killing the high notes and stalking the stage with the confidence of a man wielding an oversized razor blade.
Guitarists Glenn Tipton and K.K. Downing work out on the whammy bars during the ample blues-shredding guitar solos, but it’s the post-British Steel tracks like “Ripper” and crazy Nostradamus concept-album cut “Prophecy” where their intricate duelling lines shine. Still, nothing is quite as visually and sonically stunning as Halford — now in full leathers — riding a rumbling (and amplified) motorcycle onstage for the “Freewheel Burning” encore.