Public Enemy, Beastie Boys & Anthrax Live MTV 2004

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Top artists:
#KidAbelha, #RaulSeixas, #Anthrax

Top albums:
#ANightattheOpera (Remastered 2017), Amor Pra Recomeçar, Educação sentimental

Top tracks:
#The Soulforged - Remastered 2017, #AgentsofSteel, #A.I.R.

(via #PanoScrobbler)

Finally got my hands on a (physical even) copy of Bear McCrearys #soundtrack for #BSG The Plan and Razor, feat. Scott Ian of #Anthrax on guitars.

The Plan was meeh, Razor I found good, the soundtrack for both is extraordinary.

Yer Metal Is Olde: Metallica – Load

By Dr. A.N. Grier

Next year, one of Metallica’s greatest albums will turn 30 years old. Yup, you guessed it, Load. That’s why I’m writing a YMIO piece for it this year. Not just to break the rules and piss off ole Steelio, but because the band just released a remastered version of this precious little gem. Why would they do that, you might ask? No fucking clue. But, for collectors, you can expect a rather fresh-sounding remaster and roughly 10,000 useless demos and live performances. Not that you can’t find all the live performances you could ever want from Metallica. And whoever the jagoff is that keeps adding them to Metal Archives, fucking stop, ya stupid cunt. And if said jagoff is one of you, kill yourself. Anyway, this remastered version is apparently such big news that when I search for the album on iTunes, I get this ridiculously over-bloated version every time. And I suspect this hit piece will be just as big, forever immortalized as one of the greatest recollections of Metallica’s big, fat Load.

Let’s set the stage. It’s the 90s, and things have already gone weird for the band when they hired Bob Rock and dropped their massively successful “Black Album,” splitting their fan base in half while attracting millions of arena-goers all over the world. This led to a strange anticipation during that five-year gap between Metallica and Load. Would they continue on this new path? Or have they got that out of their systems and we’ll return to the days of …And Justice for All? What they did next shocked the world. They cut their hair and put on mascara. The ’80s kids revolted while the hype excited the ’90s kids because they weren’t getting one new album; they were getting two in two years. But Metallica were still metal, right? I mean, they coated their new record in blood and jism, for fuck’s sake. While every kid lied to their mothers about the unsavory artwork, one thing was for sure: the Metallica we all knew and loved was gone forever. Goodbye to the underground tape trading. Say hello to radio rock!

Load marks the beginning of fun-loving tunes and addictive choruses, like those found in “2×4,” “Until It Sleeps,” and King Nothing.” It’s also the beginning of filler-filled albums that could have used a haircut as well. Take the best tracks from Load and Reload, and you could have made a single solid album. But no… Instead, the masses have to suffer through two albums with more than a dozen tracks each and roughly two-and-a-half hours of music. That said, of the two records, Load has arguably aged better, bringing interesting concepts that no one would have expected from Het and co., for example, the underrated “Ronnie,” where Hetfield delivers the story of my serial-killing childhood. Load also marks the first time the band wrote a song in a major key with the lyrically charming “Hero of the Day.” The record is so odd that its weirdness is its charm. Plus, those were the times. How many of these classic ’80s bands got sucked into the nightmarish ’90s MTV mentality?

The band also began toying with longer closers, much like the old days in Ride the Lightning, though “The Call of Ktulu” is a far sleeker track than Load’s “The Outlaw Torn.” That said, the closer is one of the more memorable tracks on the album. Even though it meanders far too much, the climax is worth it, and the closing riff is a nice bookend to the opener. The other with a similar length is the underrated “Bleeding Me.” In comparison, the journey one takes in “Bleeding Me” is one of the better ones in Hetfield’s dark mind. It’s a surprisingly powerful piece that tears me to emotional ribbons. A phrase I cannot use for “Mama Said.” This song sees Hetfield taking us off the asphalt and onto a dusty desert road with horses and shit. A song that supposedly almost didn’t make it on the album, yet was “good” enough for a music video. Which is hilarious because the rest of the band basically makes a cameo, watching Het ride off into the sunset in a fucking cowboy hat and shit-kicker boots. Otherwise, the rest of the album is filler stuffed with mood-killing interludes, unnecessary crooning, and the time-period piece of shit talk box in “The House Jack Built.”

Like my piece on the mighty St. Anger, no one asked for a write-up on one of Metallica’s best Bob Rock records. It’s not metal or the Metallica of the ’80s, but times were a-changin’. But, after the great success the band had with their self-titled record, do you blame them for taking this direction? While every metalhead bashes on this record, it’s not like it was a financial failure. Kids at the time flocked to this fucking record, attracted to the groovy, bluesy riffs and personal emotion of Hetfield’s lyrics. While there are plenty of flaws, and so much wah-wah pedal that the band decided to cut out solos for St. Anger, I’d spin this lengthy record far more than any of the rest of the shit that came out. I mean, at least they didn’t do a hip-hop collaboration like Anthrax. Load and Reload were not the albums any fan wanted, but, for better or worse, Load began a new era for Metallica, and they really didn’t give a fuck what we thought. So, do yourself a favor, listen to the crisp remastered version, relive your Zack Morris years, and don’t waste your hate on Met. Also, pull up your pants and cut your fucking hair.

#1996 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #ElektraRecords #GrooveMetal #HardRock #Load #Metallica #YerMetalIsOlde

I’ve been listening to a ton of Metal today. Feels good to get back into it.

The one album I thought was really great was ‘Worship Music’ by Anthrax. A latter period album for them, but IMO an excellent and well rounded record.

#Anthrax #Metal

Firstborne – Lucky Review

By Angry Metal Guy

Written By: Nameless_n00b_604

What does it mean to be Firstborne? What does it mean to be carried or transmitted—borne—by First? This is a question likely left unpondered by the band Firstborne, who are too busy carrying the hard rockin’ glories of the past into the present and transmitting rollicking good times to the masses to care for such trifles. Comprised of ex-Lamb of God drummer Chris Adler, Girish and The Chronicles singer Girish Pradhan, and guitar journeyman Myrone, Firstborne’s sophomore album, Lucky, is the product of decades’ worth of collective experience and professional toil. They have the know-how. They have the chops. They have an awful name. But do they have the songs?

Firstborne is here for a good time, not for a long one. Across ten tracks and thirty-seven minutes, Firstborne provides high-energy, blues-infused hard rock that dabbles in thrash and punk. Songs like “Again (Lucky)” and “Prometheus (Nicotine Chris)” showcase Firstborne at their most meat-n’-taters as they brandish big riffs, slithering basslines, and huge, gravelly vocals that fit the rock radio mold. “Shine” and “Only a Fool” ooze greasy, bluesy rock while thrashers “Wake Up (It’s a God Damn F_cking Scam)” and “Human Interrupted” feel like takes on Anthrax and Testament, respectively. The biggest standouts on Lucky, “Rescue Me” and “Minefield (Ohhh Face),” are easily its highlights, the former adorning its Thin Lizzy-meets-Guns N’ Roses country rock with the most addicting chorus I’ve heard all year and the latter machine-gunning through Iced Earth triplets, Pennywise punk ‘woah’s and a surprise interpolation of Iron Maiden’s “The Trooper.” Brief and easy-listening, Lucky won’t open your mind to new artistic horizons, but it will open some pits on tour.

When Lucky works, it works because Firstborne knows how to let loose. Adler’s drumming, while not as rhythmically intense as on his Lamb of God material, is still tight and precise, and some of his signature double kicks do make appearances on “Again” and “Only a Fool.” Girish is a powerhouse belter, and his grunge grizzle and layered harmonies on “Shine” and “Prometheus” evoke Alice in Chains. But Myrone’s guitar soloing is the star of the show, navigating between uninhibited shredding (“Minefield,”) Slash-like bends (“Rescue Me,”) somber acoustics (“Heavens Return”), and southern blues on “Shine” so dank he doesn’t make it talk so much as make that shit drawl. Sometimes the band can get too loose, veering into plain goofiness on the upper-class-bashing “Only a Fool” when they espouse that “Sushi dinners are hotdogs at night.”1 Nonetheless, Firstborne can be a lot of fun when they break out and just let it rip.

But too often, the lads in Firstborne box themselves in with unimaginative songwriting. Frequently, they will sink into a groove, riff, or melody and rigidly stick to it well past its prime. This leads to real snoozers like “Normandy (The Crime Mind Anthem)” and “Prometheus,” which both plod through their runtimes with cheerless riffs and stock vocal melodies. Similarly, “Shine” and “Heavens Return” both aim for quiet-verse-loud-chorus formats but end up just boring, where the former’s “Lose Yourself” soundalike riff becomes irritating with overexposure and the latter’s sluggish chorus lands with a wet thud. These issues are further boxed in by Lucky’s brick-walled mix and sterile production. Not only does its short runtime feel much longer due to listening fatigue, but a lack of dynamics undermines any power or punch that songs like “Shine” and “Heavens Return” aspired to. Hard rock thrives on warm tones and breathable mixes,2 which this package just doesn’t allow for. Firstborne should dig deeper for more on album number three, both from their songwriting and their production.

Even though Lucky can be a frustrating listen, it still offers glimpses of what Firstborne can be. I’ll be humming “Rescue Me” all year, and even some of the songs I didn’t like have gotten stuck in my head throughout my time with Lucky. If Firstborne bequeaths every song on their next album the dynamite they brought to the highlights of Lucky, it’ll be a rager of an album indeed. But as is, Lucky is a fun, yet flawed, collection of throwback tunes worthy of any carefree highway cruise or rowdy house party. It’s not a sushi dinner, but a hot dog at night’s not so bad either.

Rating: Mixed
DR: 5 | Review Format: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: M-Theory Audio
Website: thefirstborne.com | firstborne.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/firstborneofficial | instagram.com/firstborneofficial
Releases Worldwide: August 8th, 2025

#2025 #AliceInChains #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug25 #Firstborne #GirishAndTheChronicles #GunsNRoses #HardRock #IcedEarth #IronMaiden #LambOfGod #Lucky #Pennywise #Review #Reviews #Testament #ThinLizzy

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Bonsoir Sandra, tu as raison j'aime bien ce style de musique 🤘. Tu sais, j'aime le #thrash, aussi ! #metallica, #anthrax et #testament aussi. Il y en a beaucoup d'autres !🤘. J'écoute du #heavymetal , du #powermetal et des groupes plus Mélodique comme #acdc #bonjovi , #korn , #aliceinchains ... Je m'arrête là pour cette fois, mais il y en a beaucoup d'autres 😘
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Bozos debut E.P. Frozen Death; high-octane rock n roll at its scorching best!

Bozos are a booze-fuelled rocket of behemoth rock n roll; an unstoppable juggernaut of brain-shaking sonic bliss. It doesn’t matter if you want to bang your head, bounce in the mosh pit, punch a fi…

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