A band that I never really connected with, probably driven by my intense dislike of Hotel California. That said, this was better than expected but just not my jam
Heavy emotional bagage connected to this, too much for an unbiased listen. It's been at least 20 years. No question it's a great album but also the point after which I lost interest in the band. Still know I will enjoy this, reluctantly. Although, Paranoid Android does slap. Oh, and Lucky.
An almost perfect collection of scandi-pop tunes by some truly gifted song writers. Love it!
Uhm, yeah. I still love most of this album, still bewildered by Harvester Of Sorrow as 1st single. Boring and a sign of the direction for the next album. But Blackened, Shortest Straw, Frayed Ends..., the epic To Live Is To Die. Driven by majestic thrash riffs which I think the production only enhances. The guitars are really fucking massive. No bass, for Shane, we knew that. Then there's the elephant in the room. Or rather the man behind the drum kit, Lars Ulrich. You....are the weakest link! He drags the overall score down on this one. His technical limitations, or basic lack thereof become increasingly obvious as you listen over the years. It took me years to realise that he was never good but on this album it shows. Clunky, stiff drumming that lacks any real groove. That ranted, it doesn't kill my enjoyment of this album when I occasionally listen to it. A lot of it is nostalgic feels but most crucial is the fact that Hetfield writes some fantastic riffs. At least did.
A band that I never really connected with, probably driven by my intense dislike of Hotel California. That said, this was better than expected but just not my jam
Great album. Still makes your feet wanna move. One star off for 'Fucking In Heaven'. That one is annoying.
There was a time before Mozza became a reactionary cunta. It was pretty magic.
I haven't really dabbled in PJ after the first couple of albums. Not as raw or barbed down as the earlier albums. This is a good album, with good songs.
Not the first nor last band to release a debut album, that they then never manage to top. 'Appetite...' is all stellar, sleazy hardrock tunes. Honed through .years of shows and recorded by an obviously hungry band. With riffs, licks and leads to conquer the world, there was never real competion to GnR Fave track; Mr. Brownstone, with the rest of the tracks coming in close second