My faith in old-school thrash metal and its inherent superiority to the likes of nu-metal and rap-metal makes my eyes water in sheer ecstasy whenever I listen to a masterpiece such as Metallica's 1984 effort Ride the Lightning. Revolutionary in numerous aspects, including, of course, the establishment of that sound Metallifans 'round the world have grown to know and love, and fulfilling the prophecy that the Metal Militia in Hetfield, Hammett, Ulrich and Burton would indeed conquer the land, Lightning proves that, despite often being confined to the back-burner in favor of Master of Puppets and ...And Justice for All, it is still one bad-ass son-of-a-bitch that ranks amongst the genre's greatest. Where would we be without the likes of "Fight Fire With Fire", "For Whom The Bell Tolls" or "Creeping Death?" I dare not to ponder such a possibility. Oh, and it makes for better t-shirts and posters than its predecessor, Kill 'Em All, as well. Truly magnificent. A
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