1990. I was an average school boy with my music experience as deep as John Denver’s country songs -that too limited to one cassette which I could only gulp down to track four ‘High Calypso’. Thats when I saved enough money to buy my second cassette, boy was I excited! After half an hour of searching I came up with this album of a half-naked, unbalanced blind lady, failing measurably to hold the scale of justice in her hand (She should have used both hands imho). I took the album, plugged it in the cassette player -and my life changed.
No, this is not about ‘..And justice for all’. Yes, this is about that band. This is about the album that to mind, showcases the strength of the legendary epic band Metallica -The Black Album. I do vouch that all of its songs are epic in their proportions. The composition, the lyrics, the growling, the tone -and yes, I am getting ecstatic to write about them.
Sure, this is not speed metal at its finest. Ofcourse Metallica have made better Heavy Metal albums. But this is not about being heavy metal individual songwise. This was being an all encompassing album turning Heavy Metal into an art form. This may not be raw Heavy Metal, but this was vintage Metallica -a treat to its fans for its epic talent and diversity -yet comprised in a solid, all star album. And frankly -nothing else matters!
