I'm not talking about anyone here. I'm talking about the sort of dribbling fanboys who cannot find a difference in quality between Master of Puppets and St. Anger because having "Metallica" printed on the label automatically makes it the greatest thing ever recorded.
I'm talking about the sort of fanboys who have to be asked not to wear their crusty "birth, school, Metallica, death" t-shirt to every family occasion and are borderline upset about it.
I'm talking about the sort of fanboys who are insulted when you ask them what other bands are you into because how very dare anyone listen to a band who aren't Metallica.
I'm talking about the fanboys who hear the "Metallica Family" nonsense and believe it's about them.
I'm talking about grown men in their 50s who have made Metallica their entire personality since their teens.
But as inferred by my original statement (congrats on getting your knickers in a twist and not engaging your brains for a second, by the way), if ye want to pay good money for a St. Anger gig, then fill your boots.
I'm talking about the sort of fanboys who have to be asked not to wear their crusty "birth, school, Metallica, death" t-shirt to every family occasion and are borderline upset about it.
I'm talking about the sort of fanboys who are insulted when you ask them what other bands are you into because how very dare anyone listen to a band who aren't Metallica.
I'm talking about the fanboys who hear the "Metallica Family" nonsense and believe it's about them.
I'm talking about grown men in their 50s who have made Metallica their entire personality since their teens.
But as inferred by my original statement (congrats on getting your knickers in a twist and not engaging your brains for a second, by the way), if ye want to pay good money for a St. Anger gig, then fill your boots.


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