Sorry for the lateness on this one, just got my internet back for good. (Or so it seems.)

Trapped Under Ice
King Nothing
...And Justice For All

If only Metallica kept their sound like in Trapped Under Ice, they'd be bigger than they are today. Well, maybe not overall, but certainly in the metal fans' eyes. Great speed, the vocals go well along with the song and the solo is nice. Very nice indeed.

King Nothing isn't as good as Trapped Under...

mankvill

Internets are screwy with me, pardon for the lack of updates.

Aug. 4:

Wherever I May Roam
Helpless
Ride The Lightning

The first song I got into about halfway through. I feel like this is a pretty poor song. The guitars just sound kind of annoying to me. Maybe it's the key they're in sometimes? I dunno. The vocals during the chorus aren't really that good either. Ah well.

Helpless is even worse to me. I knew right...

mankvill

Fuel
Killing Time
Disposable Heroes


Fuel was probably the first Metallica song that I knew by name that wasn't the song from the Mission: Impossible 2 soundtrack. And even though Avril Lavigne covered it, it's one of my favorite Metallica songs. It has great speed, aggression, and James doesn't sound too terrible in it. Although, as with Ain't My Bitch, the guitar solo is pretty "meh".

So apparently Killing Time is on Garage Inc. which...

mankvill

Hi! I thought I'd try something new.

For those of you who don't know me or haven't read this blog, I didn't start out listening to the "classic" metal bands. I only started listening to Iron Maiden last year and Judas Priest about 6 months ago.

But let's cut to the chase. After seeing setlist after setlist of Metallica, I decided to give them a try. I downloaded their discography (I know, naughty naughty) but I really had no idea where to start.
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mankvill

A combination of sleep deprivation, vacation anticipation, and caffeine dependency birthed a monstrous idea for a blog, but the same trifecta has prevented me from coming up with a non-clichéd introduction for the damn thing. As such, I’ll just slap you with the cliché: On August 19, 2006, my life changed forever.
No, I didn’t come out of the closet or get diagnosed with cancer. I didn’t even really do anything, per se. I spent four hours sweating my balls off in the basement of a struggling...

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