While exploring the muscular lows of the Triport IEs today I decided to give another spin to Metallica's St. Anger, an album that I have never listened to on headphones before. By all standards that album sucks, except ... wow, it's like I never heard it before.
Instead of its sounding like James Hetfield shouting to be let out while the cast of Stomp! runs riot in a foundry, suddenly there's groove and savage intensity everywhere.
Please submit your candidates for albums that a love of headphones has completely rehabilitated.
Please submit your candidates for albums that a love of headphones has completely rehabilitated.