Allow me to present you with the greatest guitar solo in history. A solid seven seconds of chaos, anarchy and glue-sniffing. Bill Steer wins every time. Stick that in your Steve Vai pipe and smoke it.
You don't get stuff like this on your Guitar Hero thingamajiggy, now do you? No, but you sure get fucking Enter Sandman.
Bollocks. No wonder kids these days are all fucked up.
(mp3) Napalm Death - Parasites
Available on Scum (1987)
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It might be that my introduction to proper metal was playing nintendo all night and listening to Iron Maiden (courtesy of my Mountain Dew superpowers), but I was always of the school that metal is big, and guitar solos are gratuitous. That isn't to say there's no draw in seven seconds of grinding build up only to lead you straight into a brick wall, but what of the glory of metal that the unbelievers don't have the attention span to handle? What of triumph? And victory!
Yes, I'll open myself up for crucifixion by laying down a justification for Dragonforce. For that I refuse to apologize.
On the topic of Bill Steer, Mr. Bastard, how do you feel about Firebird then?
Firebird are alright, last album was pretty good.
But if we're talking former-members-of-Carcass-doing-70s-rock, they don't hold a candle to Spiritual Beggars.
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