Ejected from Metallica despite being their prodigiously-talented lead guitar player and primary songwriter, Dave Mustaine was so filled with anger and bitterness and determination for revenge upon his dismissal some weeks before the recording of Metallica's seminal debut album, that he would spend the next 20-odd years singularly trying to prove what a mistake they made. I'm not sure the masses ever fully rallied behind him on that point, but the fact is, Mustaine's early Megadeth output has a by-the-seat-of-their-pants reckless renegade assault which is flat-out bonkers, enraged and intense in equal measure.Unfairly maligned for its lacklustre production, Megadeth's debut is an insane thrill-ride of mind-melting rhythms more complex than most leads, and a generally rollicking roller-coaster ride to Hell of thrashy, herky-jerky and catchy metal madness courtesy of an amazingly sympathetic and tight band, featuring jazz-trained duo of Chris Poland on 2nd guitar and the swinging Gar Samuelson on drums.
This album is like Keith's India Pale Ale...those who like it, like it alot. (and implied, is...those who don't ...f*%k you!)
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