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Welcome back to our little musical trip through time we like to call Rock and Roll History, where we are currently focusing on the middle of the 90's! Now we begin with a new year:
1996!!!! Oh, it was a year full of Crap-tacular Comebacks!!! Raucous Reunions!!! And one very brutal breakup. For now, in response to the question we posed at the end of 1995, a business partner of a very famous band said that he would kill himself if the group he worked with ever "cut their hair". And the band in question is-- Read On:
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Yes, it was true. An event sent shock waves all through the music world: Metallica was the band that had actually CUT THEIR HAIR on the eve of the release of their latest album!
And unbelieveably, it was also announced that the band was going to headline Lollapalooza!! The biggest alternative music festival was going to be headlined by the world's biggest metal band?? Was this a sign of the Apocalypse?? It was in fact a sign that Metallica were changing with the times. Long hair was not the norm so much any more, and the band felt that had to remain one step of the rest of the metal world (what little was left of it, in the minds of many) to remain credible. The band was no longer the same four dudes clad in frayed jeans and skull shirts, they were now grown up, and very rich. But they didn't want to appear that they had "sold out", as hard as it was for some to accept. The new album, Load, featured the band continuing on in the same vein as the "Black Album", with a few differences. For one, the Metallica logo was revamped to trim down on the trademark "wings" of the beginning letter M and ending letter A. But what was in fact that messy album cover all about? To the dismay of bassist Jason Newsted, the cover was a photo by controversial artist Andres Serrano, who had caused an uproar over a photo of a plastic Jesus figure immersed in a jar of urine. The cover was a microscope test slide of blood and other human bodily fluids that made the cover theme seem scatalogical. Newsted expressed his disgust for the cover, but as the "new kid" after almost ten years, he was outvoted in the decisions regarding the cover art. Apparently, Newsted was not being taken seriously by the rest of the band, he was still considered a "hired gun". The songs were still very much a step away from traditional metal, in fact, it sounded more like a heavier version of classic rock--which was surprising that such output could still find an audience in the 90's. The first hit from the album featured one of the band's favorite sounds, the "Spaghetti Western" clean guitar tone twang that was heard on "The Unforgiven". The lyrics dealt with the pain of James Hetfield losing his father to death through illness, much in the same way he lost his mother years before: Until It Sleeps Where do I take this pain of mine I run but it stays right by my side So tear me open and pour me out There's things inside that scream and shout And the pain still hates me So hold me until it sleeps Just like the curse, just like the stray You feed it once and now it stays Now it stays So tear me open but beware There's things inside without a care And the dirt still stains me So wash me until I'm clean It grips you so hold me It stains you so hold me It hates you so hold me It holds you so hold me Until it sleeps So tell me why you've chosen me Don't want your grip Don't want your greed Don't want it I'll tear me open make you gone No more can you hurt anyone And the fear still shakes me So hold me, until it sleeps It grips you so hold me It stains you so hold me It hates you so hold me It holds you, holds you, holds you until it sleeps (x4) I Don't want it want it want it want it want it No So tear me open but beware There's things inside without a care And the dirt still stains me So wash me 'til I'm clean I'll tear thee open make you gone No longer will you hurt anyone And the hate still shapes me So hold me until it sleeps (x5)
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Load, while continuing in the same non-thrash mode as the self-titled Metallica album had, was quite different from anything they ever did. The customary heaviness was there, but they still pretty much sounded like a "commercial" heavy rock band and not necessarily "metal". In fact, it was still one of the metal-est albums out there. Fans criticized the band's direction, but Lars Ulrich pointed out that they were not going to match the success of the "black album", every album was going to be considered a "post-black album". They had to do what they felt led to do now. And coming up with a new Ride the Puppets was simply out of the question.
This next song is one of the best on the album: Hero of the Day Mama they try and break me The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms no matter where they've gone They're off to find the hero of the day But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way Still the window burns Time so slowly turns And someone there is sighing Keepers of the flames Do you hear your names? Did you hear your baby's crying? Mama they try and break me Still they try and break me S'cuse me while I tend to how I feel These things return to me that still seem real Now deservingly this easy chair But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair Don't want your aid But the fist I've made For years, can't hold or feel No I'm not all me So please excuse me While I tend to how I feel But now the dreams and waking screams That everlast the night So build a wall Behind it crawl And hide until it's light So can you hear your baby's crying now? Still the window burns Time so slowly turns And someone there is sighing Keepers of the flames Can't you hear your names? Did you hear your baby's crying? But now the dreams and waking screams That everlast the night So build a wall Behind it crawl And hide until it's light So can't hear your baby's crying now? Mama they try and break me Mama they try and break me Mama they try and break me Mama they try Mama they try Mama they try and break me Mama they try and break me Mama they try and break me Mama they try Mama they try
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When Metallica's "Black Album" was released in the fall of 1991, it was at the tail end of the 80's metal reign on the pop charts. The Black Album not only held its own for the next year, but became the standard by which any and all significant metal albums of the 90's (which were few) were measured. The L.A. pop metal scene was pretty much wiped off the map, but aggro-metal with a social conscience still had a sizeable audience.
When it was announced that Metallica was returning from the long alternative winter, fans were ecstatic. Metallica was the last, if not only, reputable metal band out there (for those not familiar with Pantera). Newer fans were expecting an improvement on the Black Album (how do you improve on perfection?), while older fans were holding out hope that the band was returning to their 80's thrash roots. Wrong on both counts. The new album, produced again by Bob Rock, was a very good solid disk, to be sure, but not the revelation that its predecessor was. Here is one of the heaviest songs on the album, along the lines of the black album's "Sad But True". The bass is very monstrous. King Nothing Wish I may Wish I might Have this I wish tonight Are you satisfied? Dig for gold Dig for fame You dig to make your name Are you pacified? All the wants you waste All the things you've chased Then it all crashes down And you break your crown And you point your finger But there's no one around Just want one thing Just to play the king But the castle's crumbled And you're left with just a name Where's your crown King Nothing? Where's your crown? Hot and cold Bought and sold A heart as hard as gold Yeah! Are you satisfied? Wish I might Wish I may You wish your life away Are you pacified? All the wants you waste All the things you've chased Then it all crashes down And you break your crown And you point your finger But there's no one around Just want one thing Just to play the king But the castle's crumbled And you're left with just a name Where's your crown King Nothing? Where's your crown? Huh! (Spoken) I wish I may I wish I might Have this wish I wish tonight I want that star I want it now I want it all and I don't care how Careful what you wish Careful what you say Careful what you wish You may regret it Careful what you wish You just might get it Then it all crashes down And you break your crown And you point your finger But there's no one around Just want one thing Just to play the king But the castle's crumbled And you're left with just a name Where's your crown King Nothing? No Nothing No you're just nothing Where's your crown King Nothing? No you're just nothing Absolutely nothing Off to never never land
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By the time Metallica returned to the fold in the spring of 1996, the alternative scene was waning in its impact, alternative had succeeded in becoming the new mainstream, and there were few big bands since Kurt Cobain's death. Metallica's upcoming release was a very big deal to metal fans--though the announcement that they were headlining Lollapalooza was seen as the festival's final capitulation into "corporate rock", it was no longer the showcase for new, exciting alternative acts. While some insideres claimed that "after all, Metallica is the biggest alternative band" (due to their being the polar opposite to corporate Hollywood hair bands such as Motley Crue and Ratt), many had a hard time accepting Hetfield and Co. as being on the level of bands such as Jane's Addiction, Pearl Jam, or R.E.M. Was Metallica now Alternapaloozika? And oddly enough, Metallica was now even being played on....alternative radio??
![]() Ain't My Bitch Outta my way Outta my day Outta your mind and into mine Into no one Into not one Into your step but outta time Head strong What's wrong? I've already heard this song before you've arrived But now it's time To kiss your ass good-bye Dragging me down Why you around? So useless It ain't my fall It ain't my call It ain't my bitch-a It ain't my bitch Down on the sun Down and no fun Down and out where the hell ya been? Damn it all down Damn it unbound Damn it all down ta hell again Stand tall Can't fall Never even bend at all before you've arrived But now it's time To kiss your ass good-bye Dragging me down Why you around? So useless It ain't my fall It ain't my call It ain't my bitch Oh, outta my way Outta my way Outta my day Outta of your mind and into mine Into no one Into not one Into your step but outta of time Head strong What's wrong? I've already heard this song before you've arrived But now it's time To kiss your ass good-bye And now it's time to kiss your ass good-bye (time to kiss ass) Dragging me down Why you around? So useless It ain't my fall It ain't my call It ain't my bitch No way but down Why you around? No foolin' It ain't my smile It ain't my style It ain't my bitch No, it ain't mine Ain't mine Your kind Your stepin' outta time Ain't mine Your kind Your stepin' outta time Dragging me down Why you around? No foolin' It ain't my fall It ain't my call It ain't my, oh, bitch you ain't mine
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This next song is haunting, yet eerily beautiful. It is another one of the best songs on the album:
Bleeding Me I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with something I'm pushin' to stay with something better I'm sowing the seeds I'm sowing the seeds I've taken I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted This thorn in my side This thorn in my side is from the tree This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted It tears me and I bleed And I bleed Caught under wheels roll I take the leash I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me I can't take it Caught under wheels roll Oh, the bleeding of me Of me The bleeding of me Caught under wheels roll I take the leach I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me I can't take it Caught under wheels roll Oh, the bleeding of me Oh, the bleeding of me I am the beast that bleeds the feast I am the blood I am release Come make me pure Bleed me a cure I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under Caught under wheels roll I take the leach I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it Oh, the bleeding of me I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to somethin' I'm diggin' my way to something better I'm pushin' to stay I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' I'm pushin' to stay with something better With something better Kirk live with the ESP custom guitar featuring "spider" graphics: |
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Wasting My Hate
Good day, how do And I send a smile to you Don't waste, waste your breath And I won't waste my hate on you Ain't gonna waste my hate Ain't gonna waste my hate on you I think I'll keep it for myself Ain't gonna give no more Ain't got the time to help you score I think it's time you pleased yourself Yourself Good day how do And I send a smile to you Don't waste Waste your breath And I won't waste my hate on you Waste my hate on you Think you're worthy now Think enough to even raise the brow And to laugh and tip that two pronged crown I see my hands I see my feet I feel that blood that pumps in me Where the hell's my mind goin' now Goin' now Good day how do And I send a smile to you Don't waste Waste your breath And I won't waste my hate on you Waste my hate on you Think I'll keep it for myself Ain't gonna waste my hate But I'm so greedy when they say Better to give than to recieve Ain't gonna waste my hate Ain't got time to waste my hate on you I think I'll keep it all for myself For myself Good day how do and I send a smile to you Don't waste Waste your breath And I won't waste my hate on you Waste my hate on you Think I'll keep it for myself Yeah Hate James: |
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This song was something new by Metallica: a bluesy shuffle with crushing guitars:
2x4 Yeah I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you I'm gonna be the one who breaks you Put the screws into ya, yeah my way Yeah, come on, come on, come and make my day Make my day Yeah Got some hell to pay ya, I steal your thunder The joy of violent movement, pulls you under Ooh bite the bullet, well hard Yea, but I bite harder, so go too far Too far Friction, fusion, retribution I can't hear ya... talk ta me I can't hear ya... so talk ta me I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord I can't hear ya talk ta 2 by 4 I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you I'm gonna be that one who breaks you Put the screws into ya, my way Hey come on, come on, come and make my day Make my day Friction, fusion, retribution I can't hear ya... talk ta me I can't hear ya... come talk ta me I can't hear ya are you talking ta me I can't hear ya while your talking ta me I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord I can't hear ya talk ta 2 by 4 Talk ta 2 by 4 It don't take no more Come on yeah Come on, come on Talk ta 2 by 4 Talk ta 2 by 4 Friction, fusion, retribution I'm going to make you... talk ta me I'm going to take you... so talk ta me I can't hear ya are you talking ta me I can't hear ya you talking ta me I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord I can't hear ya talk ta, talk ta 2 by 4 Jason live: |
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Interestingly enough, Lars Ulrich switched from playing double-bass drums, a Metallica staple for years, to playing a single-bass, because, he said, he "didn't want to end up sounding 80's."
![]() Poor Twisted Me Oh poor twisted me Oh poor twisted me I feast on sympathy I chew on suffer I chew on agony Swallow whole the pain Oh it's too good to be All this misery Is just for oh poor twisted me Poor twisted me Poor mistreated me Poor mistreated me I drown without a sea Lungs fill with sorrow Lungs fill with misery Inhaling the deep dark blue Oh woe is me Such a burden to be Poor mistreated me To finally reach the shore Survive the storm Now you're bare and cold The sea was warm So warm Your bathe your soul again Bathe it again, and again, and again To finally reach the shore Survive the storm Now you're bare and cold The sea was warm So warm, you bathe your soul again Good to see my friend Oh woe is me Such a burden to be Oh poor twisted me Oh poor twisted me Poor twisted me Lars: |
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It was very strange for many to see the new Metallica. Many fans had a hard time accepting the fact that they were no longer the Metallidudes with skateboards and the whole Metal-Up-Your-Ass attitude from over twenty years ago. They had grown, matured, lived in very cosy mansions in the Bay Area. Lars had gotten into such refined activities as painting and collecting art. He was also dubbed "Stars Ulrich" because of his new "uppercrust" lifestyle. Kirk Hammett lived in a spacious home lined with classic horror movie posters all over the walls. Why was success, which they fought for so many years for, in spite of the naysayers, so hard for many fans (or ex-fans) to accept?
The House That Jack Built Open doors so I walk inside Close my eyes Find my place to hide And I shake as I take it in Let the show begin Open my eyes Just to have them close again Well on my way But on my way to where I've been It swallows me As it takes me in its void I twist away As I give this world a nod Open doors so I walk inside Close my eyes Find my place to hide And I shake as I take it in Let the show begin Open my eyes Just to have them close once again Don't want control As it takes me down and down and down again Is that the moon Or just a light that lights this dead end street? Is that you there Or just another demon that I meet? The higher you are The farther you fall The longer the walk The farther you crawl My body my temple This temple it tells "Step into the house that Jack built" The higher you are The farther you fall The longer the walk The farther you crawl My body my temple This temple it tells "Step into the house that Jack built" Open doors as I walk inside Swallow me so the pain subsides And I shake as I take this in Let the show begin The higher you are The farther you fall The longer the walk The farther you crawl My body my temple This temple it tells "Step into the house that Jack built" The higher you are The farther you fall The longer the walk The farther you crawl My body my temple This temple it tells "Yes I am I am I am" Open my eyes It swallows me Is that you there I twist away Away Away Away |
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Mama Said
Mama, she has taught me well Told me when I was young Son, your life's an open book Don't close it 'fore its done The brightest flame burns quickest Is what I heard her say A son's heart sewed to mother But I must find my way Let my heart go Let your son grow Mama, let my heart go Or let this heart be still Rebel my new last name Wild blood in my veins Apron strings around my neck The mark that still remains Left home at an early age Of what I heard was wrong I never asked forgiveness But what is said is done Let my heart go Let your son grow Mama, let my heart go Or let this heart be still Never I ask of you But never I give But you give me your emptiness I now take to my grave Never I ask of you But never I give But you give me your emptiness I now take to my grave So let this heart be still Mama, now I'm coming home I'm not all you wished of me A mother's love for her son Unspoken, help me be *Yeah*, I took your love for granted And all the things you said to me I need your arms to welcome me But, a cold stone's all I see Let my heart go Let your son grow Mama, let my heart go Or let this heart be still Let my heart go Mama, let my heart go You never let my heart go So let this heart be still Never I ask of you But never I give But you give me your emptiness I now take to my grave Never I ask of you But never I give But you give me your emptiness I now take to my grave So let this heart be still Lars asks for fan input regarding his *new* undergarments onstage:
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The Beatles - Anothlogy 2
In April 1996, the Beatles released the second of three retrospective albums of previously unreleased recordings, Anthology 2.
The second double album (triple on vinyl) included outtakes from the Help!, Rubber Soul, Revolver, Sgt. Pepper and Magical Mystery Tour sessions, plus several live cuts, TV performances, a home demo, and a new song, "Real Love." Written and recorded in demo form by John Lennon in 1979 - before the Doobie Brothers and Jody Watley ever conceived songs of the same name - the Beatles overdubbed their instruments and harmonies in 1995. First debuted on U.S. television with a music video in November 1995, it was released the following April. Unlike "Free As A Bird," an uncompleted Lennon song the other three Beatles finished writing, "Real Love" was a finished song that was overdubbed and remixed to produce the final product. ![]() Real Love - the Beatles (Lennon) All my little plans and schemes, Lost like some forgotten dream. Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you. Just like little girls and boys, Playing with their little toys. Seems that all we really were doing Was waiting for love. No need to be alone, No need to be alone. It's real love, It's real. From this moment on I know Exactly where my life will go. Seems that all I really was doing Was waiting for love. No need to be afraid, No need to be afraid. It's real love, It's real. Yes it's real love, It's real. Thought I'd been in love before, But in my heart I wanted more. Seems like all I really was doing Was waiting for you. No need to be alone, No need to be alone. It's real love, It's real. Yes it's real love, Yes it's real. . . . (REPEAT UNTIL FADE) |
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The Beatles's Anthology 2 included three unreleased compositions, a Booker T. and the M.G.'s-style instrumental called "12-Bar Original" (from the Rubber Soul sessions) and two songs from the Help! sessions.
One such song, "If You've Got Trouble," was given to Ringo to sing. A sloppily written song, "If You've Got Trouble" was a mean-spirited tune belittling a woman who complains about her troubles and insisting that the man's trouble's are far, far worse. Underlying the song is the idea that a woman's problems don't matter, so why bother with any of that? Ironically, the Beatles recorded it at the same time Ringo got married! ![]() After one take, "If You've Got Trouble" was abandoned and forgotten for another three decades. "Some of those songs," Paul McCartney admitted, "we just couldn't get behind!" ![]() If You've Got Trouble - the Beatles (Lennon / McCartney) If you've got trouble, Then you've got less trouble than me. You say you're worried, You can't be as worried as me. You're quite content to be bad With all the advantage you've had over me. Just 'cause you're troubled, Then don't bring your troubles to me. I don't think it's funny When you ask for money fo things, Especially when you're standing there Wearing diamonds and rings. You think I'm soft in the head Well, try someone softer instead, pretty thing, It's not so funny When you know what money can bring. (BRIDGE) You better leave me alone, I don't need a thing from you. You better get yourself home, Go and count a ring or two. (REPEAT FIRST VERSE) Ahh, rock on, anybody! (REPEAT BRIDGE) (REPRET FIRST VERSE) Just 'cause you're troubled, Then don't bring your troubles to me. Just 'cause you're troubled, Then don't bring your troubles to me. ![]() (Ringo with his new wife, Maureen Cox, in early 1965.) |
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The other outtake song from the Help! sessions was a complex ballad called "That Means A Lot." A far better song than "If You've Got Trouble," "That Means A Lot" was repeatedly recorded throughout the sessions for the Help! LP by the Beatles, who labored intensely to get it right. But the Fabs weren't satisfied with it, and so they decided to give it to someone whom they felt could do a better job with it.
That someone was P.J. Proby, an American singer living in London who was known for his unorthodox pop singing style. Although getting an original Lennon/McCartney song in 1965 was like getting manna from heaven, Proby's recording of "That Means A Lot" was not a big hit. Yet another song Michael Jackson didn't know he owned when he bought the Lennon-McCartney song catalog. ![]() That Means A Lot - the Beatles (Lennon / McCartney) A friend says that your love won't mean a lot, And you know that your love is all you've got. At times they go so fine, And at times they're not. But when she says she loves you, That means a lot. A friend says that a love is never true, And you know that this could apply to you. A touch can mean so much, When it's all you've got. But when she says she loves you, That means a lot. Love can be deep inside, Love can be suicide. Can't you see you can't hide What you feel when it's real. (REPEAT FIRST VERSE) Can't you see, yeah, Can't you see? Can't you see? ![]() (P.J. Proby, as he appeared on the sleeve for the extended play record release of his version of Lennon and McCartney's "That Means A Lot.") |
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On January 7, 1996, the American Northeast was pummeled by a ferocious, unrelenting snowstorm that dumped up to three feet of snow across the region and paralyzed the area's transportation system.
On one snowbound Amtrak train, a balding, mustachioed man picked up his acoustic guitar and treated his fellow passengers to a welcome impromptu performance. The man was none other than Peter Yarrow of Peter, Paul and Mary. ![]()
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