I'm stealing this from a recent
review of the new Winterstorm album:
So heres my thing with a lot of power metal, the key part of the genre that sits at the crux of my relationship to it: the success of any particular album relies so heavily on the listeners ability to completely invest in it. Like the suspended disbelief that allows film audiences to sink unquestioningly into the universe a particular movie occupies, so each power metal album must create its own mini-universe, of fucking epicness, and convince the listener that it is worth abandoning reason for the duration of the album. Power metal can be the most stirring, glorious incarnation of the entire metal genre; it can also be utterly irrevocably ridiculous, and often manages to be both at the same time. What matters is how well a band manages this, and whether their bid to get the listener to believe the sweeping narrative theyre weaving with riffs and rhythms.
I couldn't agree more with the writer's assessment. And in a nutshell, it perfectly summarizes why I have no use for comedy in my music; the comedic elements ruin the suspended disbelief. I haven't heard the new Edguy album and likely never will. In part, because they've been shitting the bed for the better part of a decade. And in part, because if you want to be funny, write a book, write a play, go to an open mic night at a comedy show. But for goat's sake, keep your comedy out of my metal.