Sanity is inversely proprotional to the number of precious moments statuettes an individual owns.

Thermodynamics is bullshit!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Entropy is a lie perpetrated by the Zionist/Islamist/Lizard Headed Entente! Infowars.com. Falseflags. Through the looking glass.

That's like saying all the drinks I had in college would kill me 9000 times over because if I drank them all at once, I'd die.  No shit.

Scientific people do other things.  This is written by an ignormamus who can multiply.  That's not science.

Hahaha. Your degree discription cracks me up.  Comm studies majors…almost as bad as business administration majors.

If you don't know Arrested, then you can take a fucking walk.

If you can play with that level of precision, why not let the record show how impossibly tight your rhythm hand and  fretting hand can be?  Part of metal is elite level musicianship. Show that shit cold as ice.

Yeah, derived from. Death metal isn't thrash metal.

He blew his voice out recording Breadfan, I believe, after Justice.  Hence the "…YA!" at the end of every scream.  Hetfield broke on that day.

If Metallica had just released the Black Album, Load, and Death Magnetic, they would be one of the most respected bands ever for deftly handling the transition from a furious barrage of palm-muted notes to thoughtful hard rock and back.

I think it sounds like granite and steel, which is a perfect sound for the album.

You're right about …And Justice for All being a bad spot to start learning about thrash, but you're way off base about its quality.  That album is a classic, every bit as good at Ride or Master.  Blackened is the heaviest song Metallica ever wrote and deep cuts like Harvester of Sorrow and Dyers Eve are incredible.

What's the worst diplomatic tool: water boarding, drone strikes, or KoL?

Plus, why didn't he just fucking add more salt? It's a condiment on every table everywhere in the fucking world.  Want more salt? Grab the shaker you twat.

I thought he's the only one in the picture who doesn't look like an insufferable asshole.  The guy's actually smiling. Smiling and rock'n roll don't go together I guess.  Just mean mugging and shitty southern tinged ballads. Fuck this band.

If you don't know liquids are incompressible and gasses are compressible then stop commenting on such topics because you're out of your element.

He is awful. Avoid his opinion at all cost.  In his mind there was only one music scene worthy of merit, and that was Chicago's 80's hardcore scene.  Any music that isn't that is derivative, corporate, sell-out trash.

Jim DeRogatis is the worst music critic ever. The guy hitches his wagon to a punk rock ethos that only Ian MacKaye has lived up to.  It's totally unnecessary and musical ascetism isn't the greatest and only thing to strive for.  His blubber-mouthed sniveling is the worst.  Dear Jim, choke on a sandwich.

I think the art and name are perfectly fitting with their sound.  It's not like The Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza.

Slaughter of the Soul is fucking astounding.  The guitar solo on that album…