Here’s to an album that was described to me as the epitome of metal wizardry. The cream of the cream of all things you can expect from anything metal. The steel-clad mountain any metalhead must vanquish before they can claim to be adepts of trve metal. Well, there you go. That’s a standard to die for. Or is it, now?
And let me tell you some truth to go with that. I am not a die-hard fan of thrash metal. Much of it goes along with mindless screaming and jerking about the stage. Never mind the lyrics or any story that would fuel the tune. Or something deep that drives your shit; anything actually. Only fast, furious and loud – the nirvana of the gods of thrash. Right, Hetfield? [...]