Summer of '85...

... or '86, I can't remember which. Hot summer day, fade to evening. Metallica, myself, black leather chair. I had heard of them and probably listened to something by them before, but I did not know them before that day. I've written a little bit about them here and there. Was never into the metal scene, or long-haired head-banging dudes, nor am I familiar with all those terms that have arisen, before or since... death metal, thrash metal... whatever. Listened to countless other bands since, but none really compared.