Jude, are you saying you got into Underground metal through your older cousins at the age of 3 and by the age of 7 you had already felt betrayed and lied to by Metallica? Maybe your opinions have been skewed a bit by others and by your childhood perspective.
Can anyone here actually remember their tastes in music much less their thoughts on a "scene" at the age of 3...or even 7 for that matter?
I'm starting to smell something...
I'm saying I was aware of Metallica as a child, and by the time the Black Album came out, when I was twelve, I felt betrayed by them. And yes, my teenage perspective affected my attitudes about music at that time, which is why now, as I near 30, I don't only listen to obscure British punk bands. My attitudes about those sorts of things have matured. But that doesn't make them completely invalid, and while hating Green Day as the antithesis of all that was good about music because they claimed to be a punk band but were actually a pop band may have been immature and outrageous, not liking the fact that band promised to do one thing and then did the opposite it still perfectly reasonable.
Which does, however, bring up my great Green Day story. So Green Day were playing a show at Convention Hall in Asbury Park, and alot of people I knew were going there. I and my select group of friends, however, hated everything Green Day stood for because we were into the underground punk scene. So we headed over to Convention Hall as the show was ending, and waited in this hallway outside where the band leaves the venue and gets in their tour bus. Outside were all the screaming teeny-bopper Green Day fans, waiting for Billy Joe Armstrong to come out and sign autographs or whatever. So me and my friends are standing off to the side, all mohawks and studded leather and whatnot. First, the drummer of Green Day, who is apparantly named "Tre Cool," comes up to me and starts yapping about my GG Allin t-shirt. Apparantly he was impressed that his band had drawn some actual punk rockers to the show. Anyway, I had no clue who he was, so I blew him off. Finally, after waiting about an hour, Billy Joe comes out and heads for the tour bus. Near his bus are about a hundred fans screaming for him. Off to the side is us. I yell out, "Hey Billy Joe!" For one, perfect moment in time, he freezes in his steps and turns to loko at us, a look of "Ain't I cool" coming over his face as he is impressed with himself for having some real punk rock admirers instead of the pre-teen girls he mostly had as fans at the point. So I yell, "You fucking suck!" His jaw drops, he looks he's gonna cry, and he chucks his Coors Light bottle at me, missing by a mile. Then We laugh at him, and he scurries off onto the bus, no autographs tonight. It was great. Pure teenage stupidity, and there is an example of a case where I was being immature by hating on Green Day for being popular. Metallica is different.
Anyways, my band wrote a song about it. It went like this (marvel at the lyrical genius):
Down at Convention Hall
With all the posers from the mall
Green Day played a concert there
We showed them we didn't care!
Billy Joe Came walking out
all his fans began to shout
Jude told him that he sucked
Then he chucked his beer at us!
Bottle Targets, yes we are
Bottle Targets, near and far
Billy throws bottles at our heads
Wants to make punk rock dead (I know, that line's a gem)
The bottle landed at our feet
and we watched it smash
We looked up at Billy Joe
we started to laugh
Then he took one look at us
And ran onto his bus
I guess it's true what Jude says:
Green Day fucking sucks!
Repeat Chorus twice
So yeah, I'm not above teenage stupidity, I was quite an ass. In this case, however, I stand firm, Metallica sold out.