Lou Reed & Metallica | Lulu

Warner Bros. (2011)
By BARRY THOMPSON  |  October 25, 2011
3.0 3.0 Stars

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"I am the table!" growls James Hetfield during the de facto chorus of "The View." It was hard to muffle chuckles when Lou Reed and Metallica first revealed such an aberration as an appetizer from their much-ballyhooed collaboration. The notion of the equally-polarizing grand muckamucks of, respectively, art rock and thrash metal joining forces for a concept album based on early 20th-century German Expressionism inspired equal parts ironic glee and revulsion. But one must reconcile with the absurd fact that Lulu exists before realizing how genuinely brilliant it is — when it's working. Particularly on tracks like "Mistress Dread," where Reed taps into his sly, statesmanlike aura and tunelessly orates on androgynous, impotent sexual anger that would sound goofy, except it's coming from Lou Reed. Relaxing their usual chest-beating bombast on tunes like "Dragon," Metallica use the leftover space to build an unstable house of sludge, drones, and extended flare-ups for Reed's streams of consciousness to inhabit . . . or, dare I say, haunt. It's a shame Lulu ends with a whimper, not a bang. "Junior Dad" sounds like the verse section from "Hero of the Day" played half-time with violins, and drags on for 20 minutes for absolutely no reason.
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