St. Anger has to be the biggest marketing ploy ever.
Get this: Some washed up has-beens promise the public that they'd go back to their roots and create an album to rival that of the old days, and they completely blow it. There are slow parts in there, the fast parts are just horrible pieces of dog shit, and get this - THERE ARE NO FUCKING SOLOS IN THE ENTIRE ALBUM.
I congratulate Metallica for being able to gyp fans out of their money with nothing but lies.
But then I immediately shove them all in to Houston traffic.