The Day the Music Died


Okay, so not quite that dramatic, but it was the catchiest title I could think of.

I heard an old-school Metallica song on the radio on my drive home from work today.

I remember back in the day, when I was a concert-tee-and-gobs-of-silver-jewelry-wearing pre-adolescent, I read in one of my heavy metal fan magazines that it was a GOOD thing Metallica was never played on the radio. Because, really, did you want to hear One or Whiplash played right after Only in My Dreams (that would be Debbie Gibson, thank you)? No, you really really did not want to hear Metallica on the radio. Metallica did not belong in a Top 40 playlist.

And as much fun as I had on my drive home today (cuz you know just one Metallica song lasted the entire commute), I still do not want to hear old-school Metallica on the radio. Call me a purist or an old-school snob. I don't care.

By the way, play all the new-school Metallica on the radio all you want. Because I don't really care about that, either.

*I know your dying to ask. The song was "Blackened" from . . .And Justice For All


Gina Marie Wake said...

Not that this has anything to do with Metallica and whether someone should be heard on the radio or not - it reminded me of good music from back in the day and I heard Uncle Tom's Cabin by Warrant on the way home on Friday. It made me all giddy. :)

Now, you as a Metallica fan, probably just laughed at that. ;)

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