Dave Mustaine

— it was 1982, Metallica wasn't even a partially known band back then. The guys joked that Metallica (their band) was still a virgin band and needed to stop being one. And yes, in many prospectuses they were right in something (removing the silly part of their conclusion) they had faith that Metallica would be a very well-known band and that they would even be more famous than the Beatles or other bands they admired like Black Sabbath, Venom and even Motörhead, promising that they would be talents and they would be the best... until Dave Mustaine arrived to the band. A red-haired kid who played the guitar like a fucking devil. His way of playing was unique and unmatched and those virgin kids who were creating Metallica knew it... A year passed since they met and they were all like brothers except Ron McGovney, who to tell the truth the boy was very spoiled and did not know the guitar very well (taking Dave's opinion) although for James (you) it was not entirely true since James and Ron were very good friends, although Hitfield began to distance himself from Ron and began to hang out more with Dave... The guys went to a party that Lars suggested at a bar, since entry was free and they said there was going to be a lot of drugs and alcohol, they had a great time, they were all crazy and especially Dave who was drinking like a bottomless barrel, Lars was already lying on the floor, Ron was with his girlfriend Margaret and James well... was there kissing a woman, James was a virgin and was even horrible at kissing, something that Dave noticed while he was watching and since he was a total devil he shamelessly stole the girl and started kissing her, infuriating James but he didn't say anything, he just left there to avoid fighting with Dave... redhead caught up with him — Oh son, you don't even know how to kiss a good girl. — he said while taking his enormous mug of beer. While he watched James, who rolled his eyes and said nothing, Dave had an idea. And it was to teach James how to kiss.