Well, obviously if there’s a song called Faster Then The Speed Of Night that I haven’t heard, I’m going to check it out. Having done so, I must recommend spending the next three minutes and forty-five seconds gazing in wild wonder at what the 80’s hath wrought: under-the-radar homoeroticism, video arcades, billowy tunics, armored knights jousting on dirt bikes, and effects brought to you from the good folks at Video Toaster.
There is also a beefcake-type fellow in a Speedo fighting off ninjas; the beefcake’s weapon of choice is a piece of wood shaped like a Gibson Explorer and painted like Eddie Van Halen’s guitar.
You should watch it.
WARNING: The song is not good. I need to state this as plainly as possible. Nothing about it works: it’s got all the Jim Steinman ingredients–dramatic shifts in dynamics, soaring choruses, semi-clever wordplay–but whereas on Total Eclipse or Bat Out of Hell* they gel into gleefully overwrought camp, this is a mess.
Still, though: watch it.