Iron Maiden: Unleashed With The Beast
Garry Bushell, Sounds, 28 August 1982
CORPUS CHRISTI lies humid and unhurried under a scorching Texas sun. The shining orb's efforts to reduce the populus to mobile blobs of molten jelly are tempered by the gentle sea breeze that idles in from the Gulf of Mexico. With its palm trees and acres of topless bars it looks uncannily like the opulent off-spring of some bizarre artificial insemination experiment involving Soho and the Bahamas. It's the sort of place where you could very easily just lie back and doze away five years of your life, except...
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