Hundreds of them. Rising from the rotten grass, bedecked with the kit of fallen soldiers, each one with a thin silk line rising to a pair of bloody hands in the scorched skies. It was the kind of sleeve that stopped you in your tracks, but then Master Of Puppets was the kind of album that made time stand still. The statistics, as they might be viewed by a record label bean-counter, don’t do it justice.

Sure, Puppets was enormous, but Metallica would make bigger albums. The point is, they never made a better one. This third record is a line in the sand between the gutter and the stadiums, and, if we’re honest, the reason we kept faith during the double-dip of Load and ReLoad, tolerated the hook-ups with the orchestras and squinted for greatness in St Anger. It’s the connoisseur’s choice: the perfect mix of poise and fury, with the best songs from the band’s greatest line-up.

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Jun 15, 2006 - Anyone here have any info on what amps, guitars, etc Metallica was using on those records? There was the Metallica guitar mag that had a section dedicated to guitars. They were years ahead of everyone else for power/thrash metal. I stopped buyin CD's after Puppets though I do like the Justice disk. James Hetfield of Metallica's Guitar Gear. Flea's Bass Gear Rig and E. (white, used in the 80's during Master of Puppets tour).

Lars Ulrich might have been the quotable mouthpiece and Cliff Burton the classically trained whizz, but when it came to Master Of Puppets, it was James Hetfield and Kirk Hammett who were pulling the strings. Don't Miss Prev Page 1 of 7 Next Prev Page 1 of 7 Next. Before Master Of Puppets, Metallica were a joke.

A good joke, perhaps, but certainly not a band to be mentioned in the same sentence as ‘world domination’. Two albums had put the quartet on the radar and club circuit, and now they gurned from the foothills of the rock press – all spots, vests, denim and hair like wet straw. They were a mash-up of every hateful quality of the mall-rats in their San Francisco headquarters. For now, Metallica were not iconic, they were just moronic. At their best, the four musicians had obvious talent, with 1983’s Kill ’Em All and 1984’s Ride The Lightning home to such classics as Seek And Destroy and Creeping Death.

Nobody expected these songs to infiltrate the 80s mainstream, though, not least the band themselves, whose ambition appeared to stretch little further than living up to their nickname, Alcoholica. “We don’t mind you throwing shit up at the stage,” announced Hetfield at one show.