Have I mentioned how much I can’t stand Metallica? It’s the kind of music that is played by one of two people. Either the middle/high schools kids who think that liking Metallica makes them Cool Mature Metalheads who Aren’t Like Other Girls/Guys™, or that one old alcoholic that’s drunk at 2pm on a Monday, complaining about how kids these days don’t know what real music is any more while they do their best to punch in the number for Master of Puppets with unsteady fingers on the ancient jukebox that only has “Best of” albums and R.E.O Speedwagon.