A concept album about a young man (named King), three generations of women, a house called Amon, and the mysterious, invisible Them. It's classic 80s metal full of chunky riffs, dozens of guitar solos (LaRocque is on fire from beginning to end), powerful choruses and King's trademark falsetto shrieks, the kind that make squirrels cower. The haunting concept, the narrative, and the dialogue make it a cinematic experience that's lacking only in visuals.
It's cheesier than a barrel full of Parmesan, but that's part of the appeal. King Diamond albums are a unique kind of theatre.