Channeling a younger, wilder Vai, I'd say!
Save for the glaring lack of annoying tremolo-wank, I'd say this is near Steve Vai quality. It's heavy, very primal and visceral-- sexy in a macho sense. You seem to have a knack for pulling out some cogent, talkative riffs and just running with them. The improv sections (especially those screaming (pinch?) harmonics at the beginning) scream "hard rock 80's," minus the wild hair and homosexual undertones. It doesn't really get played out in my mind, it stays crisp and rockin' all the way through.
I'd work on trying to get a living, breathing, throbbing band together and just shredding like motherfuckers. Seriously.
10 stars, 5 points. Period.