If you thought St Anger was Metallica’s nadir think again :
Lour Reed & Metallica* – Lulu
2 CD’s, 10 songs, 87 minutes
Like a D grade Jim Morrison, Lou Reed atonally talk/sings his ‘lyrics’ backed by Metallica on this steaming pile of self-indulgence and self-delusion…… one of stupidest lines is :
I beg you to degrade me / Is there waste that I could eat ?
Well Metallica have well and truly degraded themselves by putting their names to this drivel, I can just picture the four of them in the studio chowing down on Lou’s waste……. not a pretty site. How the 4 of them could have thought that this album was worthy of release is beyond me. If they were all off their faces on drugs they would have some sort of excuse but they are all clean and sober. Bring back the Class A’s !!
At times it’s as if Lou got a random word generating program and plucked the lyrics from it. His voice grates, there is no redeeming quality to it. His ‘legacy’ won’t be damaged by this as he’s put out this type of pretentious garbage before, and he’s never been a singer anyway.
Metallica seemed to have turned the corner after St Anger, Death magnetic was a return to form (apart from the brickwalled production mess) and there was hope for the future. Then this happened
The only way this project could be saved is for Lou’s voice to be deleted forever, same for Hetfields backing. Cut the album from 87 minutes to 50 and use the good stuff that is actually on there. It’s a pity as there are some good riffs on there, it’s just Lou’s voice is so distractingly appalling that it makes it almost impossible to enjoy anything about it. Lars does however have a snare drum that sounds like a snare drum, at least he learnt from St Anger in that respect. This project reeks of him though, I guess he thinks Metallica needed to be taken into the realms of art-rock ?
Sometimes something is so bad it’s good, not in this case however. I do recommend it be listened to once though, if you can get through it. You’ll wonder how Lou Reed is seen as such a legend in the industry. On this he comes across as a tone deaf, pre-pubescent poet with a fascination for bodily functions and fluids. The guy is, in a word, a clown.
Hopefully they never tour with this, put it behind them and get on to making a follow up to Death Magnetic. They wanted to experiment and they’ve done it now. Let’s just put this whole sorry, embarrassing mess behind us !!
*= the only consolation is that it’s not Metallica & Lou Reed