Don’t Bogart the Charoset
Friday, April 18th, 2008Let me tell you about my friend Dan. He’s a semi-observant Jew, but he also worships at the altar of Cliff Burton. Dan listens to Ride the Lightning every day while he’s in the shower, driving in his car, reading the newspaper and cooking dinner. He listens to it at work, too (as a part of an extended playlist with Kill ‘Em All and Master of Puppets) — he just turns the volume down on his speakers to avoid annoying his co-workers. Dan eats, drinks and sleeps Ride the Lighting every single day of the year except for the first night of Passover when, in accordance to some tradition he probably made up when he was 11, he only listens to “Creeping Death.” Like, a bunch of times during the day and then once more right before the start of the seder, at full blast, because “Elijah is the original headbanger.” I haven’t spoken to Dan for a few years, so for all I know, he could be reading this post while eating a B.L.T. and listening to St. Anger. But in case you’re wondering why this night is different from all other nights, here’s a few reasons:
Bullet for My Valentine, “Creeping Death” (Metallica cover)
Machine Head, “Creeping Death” (Metallica cover)
Apocalyptica, “Creeping Death” (Metallica cover)

