suxors
oh metallica...how the mighty have fallen. i loved you guys when nobody wanted to. i even kind of endured the napster days, with lars whining and crying about people stealing their music. i'm all for copyright protection too, but when your claim to fame has been "Rock and Roll! Seek and DESTROY, Pillage! Chaos!" - "But dont steal our music!" umm...ok. whatever.
but i was able to make it through that.
but then you filmed this documentary. and it was as if you took all my awesome rock and roll metallica memories and pooped on them.
and i'm talking a full-on "just ate sauerkraut" kind of poop.
seriously....watching hetfield crying through his recovery and his emotional "issues" made me wanna barf up my corn flakes. and a therapist sitting in band meetings? are you friggin kidding me? who signed off on that idea? Lars should have jumped across the table, choked him and shoved a drumstick in his eye. but no...there you were sitting at the table talking about your "feelings". waaa waaa wooo.
this is rock and roll baby. its supposed to be hard. its supposed to be self-destructive.
so anyway... take this dvd and eat it. you could probably chase it with some sparkling water while cruising town in your mini-van listening to barry manilow brighten your day.
You guys used to rock, but now you're just a bunch of pansy-nancy soccer moms.
you guys suck.
suck hard.