Below you will read My Review, The Set List, Some
Killa Lyrics, and An Accurate Review from the Arkansas Times.
My Review:
Ok....so obviously the show was amazing! Everything about it was top notch. They sounded great and it was plenty loud. I
couldnt have asked for a better set list. Some of the songs are always the same, but other vary and the ones we got were just the best of the best. The stage set up was just awesome; the size of a basketball court with 6 mics for James to choose from and a rotating drum set for Lars. Sweet.
Special effects were at a minimum which was cool. Some lasers, some movable huge coffins with lighting, and flash pots with flames so high and hot I could feel a blast of heat each time they went off. My favorite song was "Master of Puppets" since it is my
fav MetallicA song. It was just so unbelievable to hear them play songs
ive been listening to almost everyday from the new album since it came out and songs
ive been listening to over the past decade plus. What a loaded and heavy set...and man am i still feeling it. Talk about letting loose; head banging, arms flailing, yelling and screaming every word, bouncing and down...the entire time. It was intense. Arms still a bit sore and neck is still jacked, but so worth it an d
kinda nice really, cause
every time i move
im reminded of the awesomeness that was the
MetallicA concert. : )
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The
Set list:
That Was Just Your Life
The End Of The Line
Creeping Death
Ride The Lightning
One
Broken, Beat And Scarred
Cyanide
Sad But True
Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
Wherever I May Roam
The Day That Never Comes
Master Of Puppets
Blackened
Nothing Else Matters
Enter Sandman
Encore:
Die, Die My Darling
Whiplash
Seek and Destroy
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...and because i feel
like it is a proper
portrayal of the evening
im including the censored lyrics to the "
Kill'em All" encore smash "Whiplash"
WHIPLASH
Late at night, all systems go, you've come to see the show
We do our best, you're the rest, you make it real, you know
There is a feeling deep inside that drives you (
expletive) mad
A feeling of a hammerhead, you need it oh so bad
Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash
Bang your head against the stage like you never did before
Make it ring, make it bleed, make it really sore
In a frenzied madness with your leather and your spikes
Heads are bobbing all around, it's hot as hell tonight
Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash
Here onstage the Marshall noise is piercing through your ears
It kicks your (
expletive), kicks your face, exploding feeling nears
Now's the time to let it rip, to let it (
expletive) loose
We're gathered here to be with you 'cause this is what we choose
Adrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Whiplash
The show is through, the metal's gone, it's time to hit the road
Another town, another gig, again we will explode
Hotel rooms and motorways, life out here is raw
But we'll never stop, we'll never quit, 'cause we're
MetallicaAdrenaline starts to flow
You're thrashing all around
Acting like a maniac
Words and Music by James
Hetfield and Lars Ulrich
Copyright © 1983 Creeping Death Music (
ASCAP)
International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved
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Review: Arkansas Times
by Paul Peterson
In Review:
MetallicaIn an age when technological gimmicks and special effects often override the act employing it,
Metallica delivered a pile driving show, working in tandem with, rather than relying on, atmospheric enhancements.In reference to illustration on the cover of “Death Magnetic,” huge silver and black open-faced coffins loomed ominously above the four stage corners, occasionally lowering and producing eerie additional lighting effects. A few green lasers, along with heavy blues and oranges, made for subtle ambiance.What
wasn’t subtle, however, was song selection and execution, save for the roaring pyrotechnic flames breathing fire warm enough to be felt in the rafters. Seriously. These were same sort of flames that
barbequed lead singer and guitarist James
Hetfield in Montreal in 1992.Songs ranged from new material to deep cuts, covering the 27 years of
Metallica’s existence.Storming off into “That Was Just Your Life,” and signing off with “Seek and Destroy,”
Hetfield’s rapid-fire rhythms were target practice and his vocal range stayed wide open. Lead guitarist Kirk
Hammet proved why his hybrid of metal riffs and soulful wailing remain in a category alone. Robert Trujillo’s four-fingered bass weaving would make Cliff Burton smile down from above. And, to me, Lars Ulrich’s drumming sounds much tighter with two rack toms instead of four. Not that the change was necessary.A case can be made for advantages and drawbacks to playing “in the round,” and the jury’s still out on this one. The giant square stage at center arena provided four
unobscured front-row views from the floor seats, allowing
Hammet,
Hetfield and Trujillo to travel freely to all four corners of the stage, as rows of microphones dotted the perimeter. Ulrich was posted center stage on a short riser that rotated clockwise at regular intervals, and he made routine contact with the hordes surrounding him on all sides as well.Aside from the floor seat’s perspective, what the round approach may subtract from, however, is a sense of onstage unity. The band sounded great throughout, but they were positioned so far apart, it was impossible to see them all at once.A co-worker, himself a guitarist, pointed out that the three string players changed instruments almost every other song. But, then again, nothing throws an instrument out of tune, drums included, quite like extreme climate conditions. In this case, six feet of roaring flames.The near-capacity crowd of 14,263 stuck around for the long haul, and songs drawing exuberant praise included “Blackened,” “Creeping Death,” “Sanitarium,” and “Enter Sandman.” The primal pulse of “Sad But True” was served with a loading dose of tribal intensity.My pick of the litter was the title track to “Master of Puppets,” an album that scared the (
expletive) out of me the first time I heard it 22 years ago.
Hetfield ordered on the houselights for the encores, as black, full-sized and fully-inflated beach balls dropped down from the rafters during “Whiplash” and “Seek and Destroy.” Great souvenirs. Of the four
Metallica shows I’
ve seen between 1987 and Saturday night, this one tops. Also noteworthy is that
Metallica donated $5,000 of its proceeds to the Arkansas
Foodbank Network, just in time for Thanksgiving