#Megaforce Records

[chrispratl71]

Forty-one years ago today.

[metalsongoftheday]

Friday, July 19: Metallica, "Phantom Lord"

R.I.P. Cliff Burton (1962-1986)

Before they or anybody else were labeled thrash, Metallica offered up an American response to the New Wave of British Heavy Metal.  Their love for Diamond Head has been documented to the point of exhaustion, but they were just as likely to cover Savage, Blitzkrieg and Saxon in their early shows, and that manifested in the original material they cooked up for Kill ‘Em All.  “Phantom Lord” was pretty much a tribute to Savage and Motӧrhead even as Hetfield, Ulrich and Mustaine were rapidly charting fertile new territories: there was some Fast Eddie Clarke in the frantic but swinging riff, Lars was more of a percussion enthusiast than an actual drummer, and James barked and yelped like a California Cronos.  But there was also a distinct personality and point of view embedded in all the frenzy, not just an American perspective but also the idiosyncrasies of these individuals (Cliff wasn’t as prevalent here, but he wouldn’t fully assert his chops as both player and composer until the following year).  And that made “Phantom Lord” a crucial stepping stone for Metallica as well as a bridge between movements.

[myvinylplaylist]

Frehley’s Comet: Live + 1 (1988)

Promotional Window Card

[themetalyears]

Over Kill - Feel The Fire - 1985

Great New Jersey band, kinda thrash I guess! Loved their demo’s - always had them on heavy rotation on my Walkman!! This is their first album, including a Dead Boys cover, before it was cool to cover punk bands.

[mymelodic-chapel]

Anthrax- Fistful of Metal (Speed Metal, Thrash Metal, Heavy Metal) Released: January 6, 1984 [Megaforce Records] Producer(s): Carl Canedy, Jon Zazula

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Blue Cheer –Parchment Farm

[karenjacksons]

Glad to see Tommy and Ethan reunited!

[hippiegoth97]

Roam Pt.1: Eddie Munson x Reader

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Description: The year is 1991, and your husband Eddie and his band Corroded Coffin is on an international tour for their first major album. You're traveling with the band in their private jet. On a flight between tour stops, Eddie's fear of flying leads to some interesting events...

Content Warning 18+ Only, Minors DNI: smut, rockstar!eddie munson, female reader, drug use, fingering, oral sex, unprotected sex, mentions of fear/anxiety about flying

Word Count: 3.7k

divider by @strangergraphics

Roam Pt. 1

Good Evening, I'm Kurt Loder for MTV News, bringing you the latest in music entertainment. Tonight, breakout metal band Corroded Coffin are in the midst of a headlining world tour for their smash hit album, Hellfire Rising. So far, they've completed their North and South American legs of the tour and are head-banging their way through Europe. The band caught their big break in 1989, signing with Megaforce Records to produce their debut album. Given their meager beginnings in the town of Hawkins, Indiana, the band has remained humble as they reap the benefits of success. Here we have a clip of their notorious front-man Eddie Munson, describing how the band has taken to their newfound fame.

Interviewer: How are you and the band handling being one of the biggest metal bands right now?

Munson: Ya know, nothing really feels all that different than when we were a local band of nobodies. We just like makin' the music and being a voice for the freaks. And I've got my lovely wife Y/N to thank for helpin' me stay grounded, she knows how to bust my balls just enough to keep me in line. [Laughs]

Interviewer: Sounds like you're a very lucky man, Mr. Munson.

Munson: Oh, please. Call me Eddie, I'm a Rockstar, not a stock broker. [Laughs again] But yeah, I truly am. She's the greatest woman in the world, we wouldn't be here without her encouragement and support. Aw, look man, I gotta get goin'. Goodbye, England and next stop, Germany! [Sticks out tongue while making rocker devil horns]

Well, he certainly is a lively character. Be sure to look out for their upcoming sophomore album, Freaks Only, releasing next spring. I'm Kurt Loder, and this has been MTV News. Coming up next, a solid hour block of your favorite music videos of the summer. Good night.

You click off the TV, tossing the remote beside you on the sofa. "You look so sexy on TV, baby." You say to Eddie, sitting sideways on his lap as you and the band watched the special newscast together on their private jet.

"Oh, really? Better than the real thing, dollface?" Eddie asks teasingly, his hands resting on your hip and thigh.

"Mmm, never." You reply in a sultry tone, leaning in for a kiss. He happily meets you halfway, the hand on your hip migrating to your ass. He squeezes the flesh roughly, making you moan.

"God, you guys need to get a room." Gareth says, rolling his eyes in his chair. The other members mumble their agreement.

"Alright, we'll turn down the heat for your sake, hm?" You break away, leaving Eddie's lap to snort a line of coke from the coffee table in front of you. You inhale it, sniffing harshly. You lazily slump back against the couch, taking Eddie's hand in yours.

"You know, you could've at least mentioned us, Eddie. We are the actual band, after all. All you talked about was Y/N." Jeff pipes up, crossing his arms in frustration.

"Guys, you know how much I value you as equal members of the band. And it's MTV, dude. They catch you off guard and take a small soundbite, you know? Besides, we've all been equally featured in magazine interviews and sit-down talk shows. You guys are my friends, and my brothers. You mean the world to me, we've been playing together since we were kids." Eddie replies, trying to calm the brewing storm.

"You guys are just jealous that the media favors the front-man. It's not Eddie's fault. You think I pitch a fit every time some female fans get a little too bold with him? No, because I know I'm what's important to him, not some slutty groupies. Just like how you all matter more than a fuckin' MTV ambush." You don't mean to overstep, but you wish the guys would chill out a little.

"When we want your opinion, Yoko, we'll ask for it." Alex retorts. You just scoff.

"Oh, real original, man. I'm the wife, so I'm ruining the band. Jesus, guys. You realize you're like family to me, right? Like Eddie said, brothers. I'm just trying to explain why things seem one-sided. You're a band, a team. You think Metallica bickers the way you do? I don't think they'd be half as successful as they are if they did." It may be the coke talking, but you feel like a valid voice of reason for the group, always settling their little squabbles. Despite being grown adults, they still act like little boys at times.

"That's enough, out of all of you. Please, let's not ruin the buzz we have going from how kickass tonight's show was, hm? We're gonna take off soon, so get settled in. Come on, Y/N." Eddie stands, calling the bitchfest to a close and dragging you to the private bedroom at the back of the jet. "Night, guys." He says with a sigh, shaking his head.

"Night, dickhead." The boys call to him.

"Ha ha, very funny." He shouts back, opening the door to your room. You walk past him, sitting on the bed. Eddie closes the door, clicking the lock. The room is pretty eclectic, there's a bed with black silk sheets, a mini fridge, and a small bathroom. There's a large mirror on the ceiling, the walls are painted a deep red, and plush shag carpet covers the floor. Eddie had been very particular about how he wanted the bedroom on the Corroded Coffin jet to look. It's your safe place that you share together, away from the others. Before heading on tour, Eddie had struggled with a fear of flying. Going to LA to sign a record deal and work on the album took a toll on him. And for the first couple legs of the tour he needed to be sedated before each flight. But lately he's calmed down about it, though takeoff and landing still give him major anxiety.

"You alright, baby? How 'bout you come get buckled in with me?" You smirk at him, getting under the covers to fasten your seat belt that Eddie had built into the mattress.

"You could stand to butt out every once in a while, Y/N." He says in annoyance, climbing into bed next to you.

"I'm just trying-"

"Yeah, I know, you're just trying to help. I get that we've all known each other since we were in middle school and everything. But you're not in the band, okay? If we're having a problem, just let us handle it." You're about to protest, but he puts a hand up to stop you. "I appreciate your concern, babydoll. Really, you know I value your opinion over anyone else's, okay? But you don't need to be such a backseat driver." He takes your hand in his, kissing it gently. "I love you, angel. Can you just take a step back, for me?" He pleads with his big brown eyes, you can never say no when he uses them on you.

"Alright, Eddie. I'll let the band handle the band's problems. And I love you too, babe." You kiss his cheek, laying your head on his shoulder as the plane begins to take off. Eddie holds you close, tensing at every movement the jet makes as it ascends into the air. "It's okay, love. I'm right here, and we're buckled in safe." You look at him, trying your best to keep him relaxed.

"I know, I'm a lot better than I used to be. Just hate how shaky getting in and out of the damn air is." He always gets a little pissy when he's scared, but you've always found it endearing. "Maybe if I had a distraction, I might be able to ignore how awful this is?" You're unsure what he's referring to.

"And what did you have in mind, baby?" You ask coyly, hoping he means what you think he does.

"Well...we could, you know..." He gulps, unable to form full thoughts as his fears of falling from the sky take hold. You decide to take charge, placing your hand under the covers to ghost over his cock. He moans, eyes boring into yours.

"Is this what you were thinking of, sweetheart?" You play innocent, teasing him. He just nods, still stiffened up with stress. "Okay, baby. I'll take care of you. Can you lay down for me?" He does as you ask, occasionally trembling like a leaf. "It's okay, I'm gonna make it all better." You grip his length through his tight jeans, causing him to groan. You palm him through the material, winding him up. He gazes at you, panting in anticipation.

"More, please." He manages to say, almost whining. You heed his request, unbuckling his belt and unzipping the fly of his pants. He kicks off his sneakers, helping you pull his jeans down. Eddie pulls his muscle tee off as well, revealing his chest to you. He's only in his boxers now, and your hand grips him again through the thin fabric.

You take a moment to gaze over his form, comparing how he looks now to your high school days. He still has the long hair, and his clothes have stayed the same for the most part. But he's gotten a few more tattoos in recent years, one of which is your initials on his V-line. You have his tatted on your hip, so you always remember that you belong to each other. He also wears eyeliner now, which is very sexy, and has his ears and nose pierced. He convinced you to let him grow a goatee and mustache once, but it didn't really suit him so he thankfully shaved them off. It's crazy to look back on the years gone by, you never thought you'd see Eddie's wildest dreams come true. But you've been by his side from the beginning, and you intend to stay here until the very end. He and the guys worked so hard to get here, you couldn't be more proud. And now you've got him moaning in your grasp, in your bed, in your special room, on your private jet. The mere concept of that blows your goddamn mind every time. "I'm the luckiest woman in the world, you know that?" You say, looking deep into his eyes.

"Is that so? I suppose that makes me an even luckier man then." Eddie breathes heavily, begging with his eyes for you to remove his final layer and touch him fully. You appease him, leaving him naked inside his seat belt. His cock stands at attention, the head swollen and leaking precum. You lean over it, letting a drip of spit slowly fall from your lips onto it. Eddie stares at you, enraptured by every move you make. You spread the saliva around his head, rubbing it down his length. "Fuck, Y/N." He moans, his hand squeezing your thigh.

The pilot suddenly speaks through the intercom. "Evening, everyone. Just letting you know we've reached a comfortable cruising altitude, and the skies look nice and clear for our journey tonight. You're all set to move freely in the jet." The speaker clicks as he concludes his announcement.

"Perfect timing." Eddie says, quickly unbuckling your safety belts before pouncing on you. He smashes his lips on yours, hungrily sliding his tongue in your mouth. You moan into the kiss, gripping the sides of his face. He gropes your tits over your shirt, squeezing roughly as he lays over you. His mouth releases yours, migrating down your cheek, your jaw, your neck.

"Someone's needy." You quip, running your fingers through Eddie's hair. You drag your nails around his scalp, and he groans against your throat. He bites down on your flesh, sucking it into a deep purple hickey. You love it when he marks you, letting everyone know that you’re his. "Oh, Eddie." You moan, arousal spreading in your panties.

"I fuckin' love you so much." He says breathily, cupping your cheek as he gazes down at you.

"I love you too, my sexy Rockstar." You smirk, boldly gripping his cock in your hand again.

"Shit, Y/N." He groans at your touch, desperate to be inside you. "We gotta get you out of these clothes." He pulls at the hem of your shirt, and you sit up to lift it over your head. Eddie immediately reaches behind you to remove your bra, exposing your breasts to the cool air. You expect him to start massaging them in his hands, but he instead starts unbuttoning your leather pants. He pulls them down harshly, along with your lace panties. You lay down on the pillows, completely bare to him. He sits on his knees as his eyes scan over you, drinking in your beautiful form. "You're so gorgeous, love. And you're all mine."

"All yours, baby." You reply, giggling from his words making you blush. Even after all these years, you still feel so strongly for each other. He smirks at you, playfully grabbing your left foot. He kisses the bottom of it, and you try not to react to how it tickles. His lips move upwards, meeting every inch of skin he can. He crawls slowly towards you as he kisses your ankle, your knee, until he reaches your inner thigh. You sigh out at how soft his plush mouth is against your skin, your insides setting aflame. He's about to reach your dripping cunt, when he backs off to repeat his actions on your other leg.

Eddie's eyes never leave yours as he works, letting you know how much he worships you as his true love. He creeps up your other leg, reaching your thigh again. He glances at your glistening pussy, his smile growing wider. "You're so wet for me, angel. You want me to taste you?" His breath fans over you, whispering across your clit. He massages your thighs with his hands, tentatively waiting for your answer.

"Yes, please. Show me how much you love me, darling." He doesn't waste a single second before diving between your legs. His tongue licks a long, deliberate stripe from your entrance to your bundle of nerves. "Oh, God." Your hands ball up the sheets beneath you, pleasure already beginning to take hold. Eddie's a master at eating out, always knowing exactly how to please you. His tongue is possibly as well-trained a muscle as his musician fingers, he doesn't stick it out at all opportunities for nothing.

"Mmm, you taste so good, sweetheart." He says, quickly resuming his work on you. He licks you relentlessly, flicking his tongue against your clit and inserting himself into your soaked hole. You moan his name repeatedly, feeling your orgasm building like a knot in your belly. His fingers replace his tongue inside you, curling to hit your g-spot expertly. He pumps his digits in and out, sucking harshly on your clit. He wants to feel you cum around him, to scream his name as pleasure takes you over.

"Fuck, Eddie. Don't stop, right there! Just like that, make me cum." You cry out, tangling your fingers in his hair to hold his face against your core. He hums against you when you tug on him, the vibrations sending you further toward the edge. He maintains his pace, wet noises harmonizing with your moans. Waves of pleasure roll over you, signaling your oncoming release. You gaze up at the ceiling, watching your reflection in the mirror. Your skin is glistening with sweat, your mouth agape as curses and cries of passion tumble from your lips. It's intoxicating to watch yourself lose control, seeing Eddie's mop of curls situated between your legs. You look at the flexing muscles in his back and shoulders, and admire his perfect ass.

Eddie hums against you again, pumping his fingers faster into your pussy. You scream his name as your orgasm rips through you, your thighs clamping around his head. Fireworks explode inside your stomach, showering sparks throughout your body. He drinks up your juices, extending your high. Stars blur your vision, and your hips buck against Eddie's face. He's struggling to breathe, but he lets you ride out your orgasm. The bliss dissipates, your body going limp and releasing your husband from your grasp. "Jesus, Y/N. That was so fuckin' hot. Almost suffocated me, but I'd happily die buried between your thighs." He pants, marveling at your fucked out expression.

"I'll make a note to sit on your face on your deathbed then." You joke, making the both of you laugh lightly. Eddie lays over you again, kissing your lips repeatedly. His cock slides against your slick folds, making the two of you moan into each other's mouths as your lips smack together. He continues to rub himself against you, teasing and riling you up again. Your blood is boiling inside you, you can't wait any longer for Eddie to fuck you. "Baby, please don't tease." You whine between kisses, urging him to give you what you want. He rolls you both over so you're on top, breaking his lips away from yours.

"Go ahead and ride me, darling." He grips your hips roughly, his rings digging into your flesh. You sit upright, taking Eddie's dick in your hand. You pump him a few times, lifting yourself on your knees. He moans at your touch, boring his eyes into yours. "Now who's being a tease?" He asks breathily, and you smirk before sinking onto his length. He fills you up perfectly, brushing against your g spot. The air is knocked out of your lungs, and you take a moment to adjust to his size.

Once you're ready, you slowly lift yourself up and fall back down onto Eddie's cock. "Fuck." You mutter, relishing the sensation. You repeat this action a few times, drawing lewd moans from the both of you. You place your hands on his chest, beginning to bounce up and down against him. His hands guide you to hit your sweet spot every single time, your head falling backwards in ecstasy.

"God, you're so beautiful like this, angel. And so fuckin' wet and tight for me." He meets your bounces with the occasional thrust upwards, making your breath catch in your throat. Your velvet walls hug his dick perfectly, it's like you're made just for him. He'll never get enough of you, he always wants to be balls deep inside you and making you scream.

You roll your hips, setting a new angle for yourself that manages to feel even better. A second orgasm is simmering inside you, building and building as you keep up your rhythm. You can't stop moaning, calling Eddie's name like he's a deity you're praying to. He's just as vocal as you, which you've always found extremely hot. He's not afraid to express himself with you, in bed or otherwise. This moment is so perfect, you never want it to end. "You feel so good inside me, Eds. Only you can make me feel this way." Your dirty confessions spur him on, he hammers up into you even more as you continue to ride him.

You're chasing each other's highs at this point, desperate to send yourselves over the edge. Your skin is slicked in sweat, making your bodies slippery. Your lustful noises blend together with the slapping of skin. When you least expect it, the plane hits some minor turbulence. Your stomachs drop as the jet dips in the sky, and you catch a bit of air before landing on Eddie's cock deeper and harder than you ever have before. You both shout obscenities at the sensation, half-wishing it would happen again. "You getting close, baby?" Eddie asks, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he lowers a hand between your legs to rub your clit with his thumb. You moan at the added stimulation, moving your hips even faster. You want to cum so badly, your bliss is threatening to boil over any second.

"Yes, love. So fucking close, make me cum." Your eyes meet his, burning with intense passion. The look on his face tells you he's just as close to the edge as you are, sweat drips down his cheek, and his eyebrows are knitted together. He rubs your clit harder, watching your eyes screw shut as you're overtaken by your orgasm. "Oh, Eddie!" You scream, legs shaking uncontrollably. Eddie moves his hand away, grabbing your hips again to pound upwards into you to reach his own finish line.

You keep moaning consistently as his thrusts prolong your pleasure, your mouth hangs slack to release the noises. You see stars once more, they swirl around in your vision as your arousal drips down Eddie's cock. You throw your head backwards again, tears streaming down your cheeks from overstimulation. He looks at the scene before him in the reflection of the mirror above you, watching himself fuck you relentlessly is what makes him lose control. "Fuck, Y/N." He chokes out, his warm load spilling into your spent cunt. His strokes slow down to a gradual halt, and you collapse onto his chest. You're almost gasping for air, your pussy clenching his length as your high subsides.

Eddie wraps his arms around you as you both try to steady your breaths. You lay on his chest, listening to his racing heart as his dick softens inside you. It's so comfortable and warm to lay with him like this, to be so close to another person is an amazing thing. You carefully lift yourself off of him, your mixed release dripping onto Eddie's stomach. You moan at the sight, quickly running to your bathroom to grab a damp washcloth to clean him off. Once he's no longer sticky, you put the cloth back in the bathroom and shut off the light before climbing back into bed. Eddie tugs the covers over the two of you, pulling you close to lay your head on his chest. "I love you so much, babe. You're the best husband a woman could ask for." You nuzzle his neck, playing with the small tuft of hair on his chest.

"And you're the world's greatest wife, angel. I love you to the ends of the universe and back." You lift your face up to give him a deep, warm kiss. He happily returns it, your hearts swelling with sheer love and adoration for one another. You pull away, failing to fight back a yawn. You lay back down, your eyes fluttering closed as you drift into a deep sleep.

To be continued…

[metalloverr]

40 years ago on this day!

40 years ago - American thrash metal band Metallica released a single called "Seek & Destroy" from their debut studio album "Kill 'Em All" on Megaforce Records.

[kill-em8all]

Some pics from the Kill 'em All recordingzzz

It was originally gonna be called "Metal up your ass" But the distribution outlet of their label, Megaforce, said the record stores wouldn't take it because of the "inappropriate" name.

While trying to come up with a new name, Cliff was really pissed dude, so his reaction was “Aw, man, f--k ‘em. F--k those f--kers! Just kill ‘em. Kill ‘em all,” and that's how the new album title got accepted.

The recordings started around May 10th 1983 in the Music America Studios in Rochester, New York and ended on the 27th of the same month, later in July 25th 1983 the legendary album Kill 'em All got published.

This album's brilliant and I really love it bc of how RAW the instruments sound, also James voice is really raspy and always screaming, yk, the little things truly do a great album.

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[what-the-whump]

Febuwhump 2024 Masterlist

All through January I had been going back and watching a lot of the shows that I was obsessed with when I was younger. Power Rangers was something pretty high on that list, had a bit of a record of where my favourite characters had some whump so when I went through the Febuwhump prompts I thought it was be fun to try and do all of them with Power Rangers whump, including as many different series as I could.

All my posts are linked below and the colours of the prompt are referring to which ranger (or rangers) are getting whumped

Happy Febuwhump Everybody!

DAY 1: helpless - Power Rangers Jungle Fury, 1x27, Tigers Fall Lions Rise.

DAY 2: solitary confinement - Power Rangers S.P.D, 1x30, Missing.

DAY 3: ALT "I love you" - Power Rangers Time Force, 1x22, Lovestruck Rangers

DAY 4: obedience - Power Rangers Samurai, 1x09, I've Got a Spell on Blue

DAY 5: rope burns - Power Rangers Ninja Steel, 1x16, Monkey Business

DAY 6: “you lied to me” - Power Rangers Dino Charge, 1x08, Double Ranger Double Danger

DAY 7: suffering in silence - Power Rangers Mystic Force, 1x05, Whispering Voices

DAY 8: “why won’t it stop?” - Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, 1x35, The Green Candle Part II & 1x50, Return of an Old Friend Part II & 2x07, The Green Dream & 2x08, The Power Stealer & 2x09, The Beetle Invasion

DAY 9: bees - Power Rangers Megaforce, 1x05, United We Stand

DAY 10: killing in self defence - Power Rangers Super Samurai, 2x18, Evil Reborn.

DAY 11: ALT last man standing - Power Rangers Mystic Force, 1x11, The Hunter.

DAY 12: semi-conscious - Power Rangers Turbo, 1x18, Passing the Torch Part I.

DAY 13: “you weren’t supposed to get hurt” - Power Rangers Dino Thunder, 1x21, Copy That.

DAY 14: ALT human weapon - Power Rangers R.P.M, 1x13, Brothers Keeper.

DAY 15: “who did this to you?” - Power Rangers S.P.D, 1x33, Badge.

DAY 16: came back wrong - Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue, 1x31, The Last Ranger.

DAY 17: hostage situation - Power Rangers Jungle Fury, 1x13 and 1x14, Ghost of a Chance Part I & II.

DAY 18: too weak to move - Power Rangers Lost Galaxy, 1x14, Shark Attack.

DAY 19: “please don’t” - Power Rangers Wild Force, 1x08, Soul Searching

DAY 20: ALT human shield - Power Rangers In Space, 1x05, Never Stop Searching.

DAY 21: unresponsive - Power Rangers Ninja Storm, 1x12, Return of Thunder Part III.

DAY 22: “you weren’t meant to be there” - Power Rangers Super Megaforce, 2x20, Legendary Battle.

DAY 23: presumed dead - Power Rangers Lightspeed Rescue, 1x14, Curse of the Cobra.

DAY 24: “i’m doing this because i care about you” - Power Rangers Dino Fury, 2x13, Love Hate.

DAY 25: ALT Found Footage - Power Rangers Dino Thunder, 1x04, Legacy of Power

DAY 26: “help them” - Power Rangers Time Force, 1x12, Worlds Apart.

DAY 27: left for dead - Power Rangers Beast Morphers, 2x10, Intruder Alert

DAY 28: “no… not like this” - Power Rangers Cosmic Fury, 1x01, Lightning Strikes.

DAY 29: not allowed to die - Power Rangers Operation Overdrive, 1x32, Crown and Punishment.

[chrispratl71]

Metallica OG presses.

[metalsongoftheday]

Tuesday, October 29: Overkill, "Rotten to the Core"

“Rotten to the Core” was one of two tracks Overkill re-recorded for Feel the Fire, and while it didn’t sound any different from the original EP version, it was a worthwhile inclusion for their first full-length as it aptly summed up the band’s whole deal at the time.  The track was hard, mean and fast without fully crossing over to thrash, which Overkill didn’t really slot into at the time anyway- much like semi-local colleagues Anthrax (and most of the Big 4, for that matter), the band started out as a more amped-up traditional heavy metal act that eventually gave way to thrash, and this tune presented the seeds of that transition.  Blitz’s snarling yelp hadn’t fully developed yet, so he mostly sounded moderately annoyed, while Bobby Gustafson’s riffing was equal parts Hetfield and Tipton/Downing and Rat Skates was similarly largely indebted to Judas Priest, though there were traces of Accept-like near-thrash.  Mostly, “Rotten to the Core” was a fun banger that sat at the midpoint between major metal movements, and in many ways presented Overkill at their early best.

[myvinylplaylist]

Ace Frehley: 12 Picks (1997)

Megaforce Records

[themetalyears]

Overkill -  Taking Over - 1987

Overkill’s second album - the first one was genius, and got them signed to Atlantic as the money moved in on thrash metal! These guys are named after the Motorhead album - which is no bad thing :)

[metalcultbrigade]

Testament - Live at Eindhoven", at the Dynamo Open Air Festival 08/06/1987

The live E.P..was released by Megaforce Records for Europe in 1987 and for the United States in 1990. Happy 37th year historic live concert event date anniversary!