Showing posts with label Metallica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Metallica. Show all posts

Monday, January 6, 2020

Monday Metal (Metallica T-Shirt Edition)

Yesterday oldest daughter went to the mall and came home with a Metallica And Justice for All T-shirt. She bought it because it looked cool.

It looked cool.

Thirty (30!) years ago we wore it for real.

Reader(s) think we're gonna post One, but no. Nobody really remembers that anyone. One was a big deal thirty (30!) years ago because it was Metallica's first music video. Millennial reader(s) that was important back then.

No, don't be fooled, as we explained to a bored 13 year old yesterday, Metallica's best song is Sad but True. Listen to those power chords whack you about the head. We remember the very moment we heard Sad but True, that '91 September morne getting ready for school senior year.


Monday, October 23, 2017

Monday Metal: Some Kind of Wusses

Ok, so last week we re-watched Metallica: Some Kind of Monster, the documentary about the production of the band's Nu-Metal impersonation album.

Oh my god, it's worse than we remember.

Lars and James bicker like a couple of tweens:

James and Lars defend their turf:


Poor Kirk is stuck in the middle.

Throughout the doc is therapist Phil Towle who starts off as a concerned professional helping the band (four $40,000 a month) but by the end is goddamn Yoko Ono on SF Bay.

One scene is remarkable though. Behold:

Mustaine is a metal god in his own right. He wrote Rust in Peace, one of the ten greatest albums ever. Yet here we see him, his heart broken over being thrown out of the band in 1983. It's clear he remembers every second of the day they tossed him out and he still feels it. He talks about getting into a fight with Phil Sandoval of Armored Saint, 'He pushed you down and he hurt you. And I made sure he didn't hurt you again.'

The most profound moment in this documentary, and them most profound moment we have seen in any documentary.