![]() All content was overseen by executive producer Greg Fidelman. The Black Album is one of the most commercially successful and critically acclaimed records of all time, with global sales of over 35 million, and contains a series of unrelenting singles, “Enter Sandman,” “The Unforgiven, “Nothing Else Matters", “Wherever I May Roam,” and “Sad But True.” The standard album is remastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering and all other content is remastered by Reuben Cohen at Lurssen Mastering. ![]() The lyrics, if you were wondering, translate as: “Mumble mumble, shnerdle, herdle, erm, have we done three verses yet?”Ī cheery A-Z of drug-taking that successfully lampoons the clubbing experience by making it look authentically hideous.It’s finally here! Metallica’s eponymous album, better known as The Black Album, is remastered and will be available everywhere on September 10th. Also includes extreme, no-holds barred close-ups of fish. Not remotely explicit, but boundary-probing in a way, in that it features two teenage boys kissing (5.24) – and makes it look epic and romantic, rather than playing it for shock value. What next, a warning at the start of ‘Thriller’ reassuring viewers that it’s not the actual exhumed corpse of Jacko dancing around like that? Supposedly, MTV would only show it with an introduction from Jay-Z himself explaining that it was a metaphorical death, not a real one. Our hero gets gunned down in the final sequence. Where are all the mime artists and blokes cycling past wearing stripy jumpers carrying baguettes. Supposedly ‘hard-hitting’ and ‘gritty’, but it doesn’t look much like Paris to me. It’s essentially ‘The Wicker Man’ as re-enacted by readers of Nylon magazine. There’s some sinister stuff involving a dead dog and some spooky-looking children, culminating with a boy cajoling a girl into chopping off his hand. None of it’s as entertaining as David Cross’ cameo as the clueless DJ, though. A feel-good classic.ĭirected by Jonas Åkerlund (of ‘Smack My Bitch Up’ fame), so we shouldn’t be surprised that it features close-up footage of a cock (and I don’t mean singer Til Lindemann).ĭrunken texting, vomiting on the pavement, gay fumbling in a toilet cubicle – it’s basically the average indie fan’s night on the town. ![]() In this snuff movie-esque clip, vaguely reminiscent of an episode of ‘Sexcetera’ gone wrong, a masochist is strapped, naked, to a metal torture device which slowly drills into his flesh before ultimately ripping his insides out, draining his blood for use as garden fertilizer.
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