Metallica
St. Anger


5.0
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by 350D USER (1 Reviews)
March 12th, 2014 | 31 replies | 2,206 views


Release Date: 2003 | Tracklist

Review Summary: Never indeed has music ever managed to convey what the end of the world sounds like. Yet St. Anger has done it. Bravo, Metallica. Bravo.

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The clanging drum-pans of death. The low, chugging guitar. The voice of a grown man spouting inane, child-like lyrics. One of the world's most revered bands, mimicking one of the world's most reviled genres. Rebuilt altars to commemorate a fallen band's planned return to grace merely shattered once again.

Isn't it all so obvious?

In all this album's monstrous life-threatening cacophony lies this album's very soul; the reason the album exists, a manifestation of our fears, our hatred, our revulsions. Every musical moment that causes you to cringe in dismay is all part of a meticulously planned arrangement; to squeeze all existing happiness out of you, to have you visualize the end of your existence, your weak, powerless self falling into a bottomless cliff on a gloomy night... every clash of the detuned snares forms your calculated descent into madness. A vision of a fate worse than death; an astoundingly accurate divination of a cataclysm is what this album is.

Yes. In this album, Metallica has formed the sonic equivalent of mankind's destruction.

Because when total decimation does come, your death won't be quick and painless, oh no. Your very stomach rumbling from hunger will be nearly enough to make your dehydrated self collapse. Wounds open, sickness brewing, you will be left to your own devices to die. Trying to live only prolongs your fate of inevitable death. How accurately, then, this is simulated with the catastrophically over-long song structures of this album. Suffering through each and every repetitive, overlong song simulates your haggled trudge through boiling deserts into nowhere, death just a moment away.

No respite, too; as you wander, exhausted, past corpses of those who have been relieved from existence, hoping for a single droplet of water to wet your painfully arid throat, tongue burning in its dryness, you remember the recycled elements in each song of St. Anger; riffs re-used over and over again, the complete lack of solos, hoping for a single moment of some element of originality or the musicality that the band became famous for in the first place... hoping for something to remind you of the old days, to give you respite from the ear-drilling cacophony of the music. Of course, there was nothing.

You were too tired to think; too tired to decide how to live through the rest of your days; you merely lived, merely existed, an empty shell of your former self, dragging your knees over deserted cobbled streets… the stones cut into your knees but you’re too numb to feel the pain. Just as you feel indifference towards the end of your days, St. Anger just erodes your desperation into indifference towards the album's end. Soon, the crackling restriction of Hetfield’s unvarying voice and the sandpaper-like production make your desperate attempt to cling onto any glimmer of talent from Metallica slowly fade away, representing the final stage of mankind’s fall; indifference. The day mankind ceases to care about its death is the moment that represents the sun finally setting on the earth’s most powerful species. And the album that finally makes one give up on Metallica, to leave this dying burden of a beast behind with indifference after 12 years of waiting for a solid album, is the album that nails the band’s coffin.

It’s unbelievable. To think that for all these years, Metallica was merely a heavy metal band; a good one, nonetheless, but just one of many in a congested genre of music. To think that from a mediocre hard-rock album, four individuals, as human as you or me, could rise up to dream beyond life; to dream beyond death; to pen the end of all things to come with the foresight of a thousand wise men and the strength of a thousand burning suns is just unbelievable. Never indeed has music spoken to us like this; never indeed has music made us feel like this. Never indeed has music ever managed to convey what the end of the world sounds like, suffering through the hunger in our empty bellies as we suffer the emptiness of the songs. Yet St. Anger has done it. Bravo, Metallica. Bravo.


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emprorzurg
March 12th 2014



514 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

This is a great piece of writing, not sure if it's great as a review though..

SitarHero
March 12th 2014



4654 Comments


Great satirical piece! Pos'd hard!

Faraudo
March 12th 2014



563 Comments

Album Rating: 1.0

You gotta love that time of the year when a new St. Anger review pops out of nowhere. And nooo thanks, I'd rather hear Brand New's Daisy on the end of the world. But still, great writing man.

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RadicalEd
March 12th 2014



2590 Comments

Album Rating: 1.0

9/10 would laugh again.

BigPleb
March 12th 2014



35839 Comments

Album Rating: 2.0

m/

Arcade
Contributing Reviewer
March 12th 2014



2034 Comments


I think the facetious Calling All Stations review trumps all

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RunOfTheMill
March 12th 2014



1440 Comments


uhm the writing is excellent, but I think you take this a bit too seriously lol.

SlMBOLlC
March 12th 2014



4959 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

"hilarious kill yourself"

Wtf fuck this guy^


Faraudo
March 12th 2014



563 Comments

Album Rating: 1.0

One positive thing i'm going to say about this album is that I like the lack of interest in sounding
polished, the rawness to James's singing, he goes out of tone a lot of times, and that's kind of the
point. I mean, it still sucks horribly, but I like that one aspect of the album. It grants a genuine
feeling to it, at least it genuinely sucks.

MeatSalad
March 12th 2014



14431 Comments


awesome

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piroga84
March 12th 2014



124 Comments


well it would be satirical if the rating was 0 but now
cool writing for a bad record

BigBlob
March 12th 2014



1637 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

haha wot

SnakeDelilah
March 12th 2014



6558 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

hi skele

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SlMBOLlC
March 12th 2014



4959 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

Lol he tried being literate for once

VermTheImpaler
March 12th 2014



1360 Comments

Album Rating: 1.0

Lol, invisible kid makes me wanna quit metal

ultimatethrasher
March 12th 2014



125 Comments

Album Rating: 1.0

Worst album ever

zaruyache
March 12th 2014



6235 Comments

Album Rating: 3.0

The sweet riff in St. Anger alone warrants this >1.0



I'M MADLY IN ANGER WITH YOU.

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MO
March 12th 2014



18497 Comments

Album Rating: 1.5

nah that'd be the unnamed feeling that warrants this .5 extra

forkliftjones
March 12th 2014



371 Comments

Album Rating: 2.5

last thing Sputnik needs is another St. Anger review.....

therapy20
March 12th 2014



53 Comments

Album Rating: 3.5

Great piece of writing but not sure it works as a review to be honest.
Incidentally I still think this album is decent and would be a lot better if Invisible Kid, Some Kind of Monster and Sweet Amber had been left off.
Unnamed Feeling is one of the best Metallica songs ever though.



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