Jason Newsted - Blog Posts

James: Focus on Jason...

Me: 🫡

Couldn't find it in better quality, sry

It finally arrived!

I'm super excited and just wanted to share 😄

Not me literally jumping up and down like a kid while looking through it 🤭

Barechested James? Yes, please 🥵

just a little something inspired by sleepless thoughts about james and jason and their relationship. (not a ship piece!)

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they’d been so close, and for so long, and foolishly jason believed he could take the place above james’s ego and fear, that maybe metallica as an entity wouldn’t suffocate what they’d built.

he was wrong.

and in complete honesty, jason couldn’t find it in himself to be completely surprised when james said they could “make other arrangements”. it was a threat, after all, and in james’s mind jason had become a traitor to the great and powerful metallica. it was all or nothing. complete loyalty to the band or none at all.

even after leaving, signing the paperwork and taking his amps and focusing on echobrain, jason still dreamt of him, of the softness his features took on when he was asleep, or relaxed, or they found a moment on stage together when 40,000 people melted away and it was just them. james used to look into his eyes and smile, ecstatic and wild, and the first time it happened all those years ago jason knew he was hooked. he had his dream and he’d do whatever it took to prove he’d earned it.

james had thanked him once, over several beers and little sleep, for not giving up on them in the beginning.

“we put you through so much shit, man, and you just took it.”

“i had to. i mean, i knew it was gonna be worth it in the end.”

james had been quiet for a moment, rubbing his thumb over the edge of his bottle. finally, he spoke, and he couldn’t meet jason’s gaze. “did you?” he asked. “did you really know?”

“i trusted you enough to let myself believe it. i still do.”

and he hadn’t needed to say anything else. they sat in silence until the first gray light of dawn, peaceful in each other’s space. afterwards, tossing under his starchy hotel sheets, jason fell half asleep dreaming of cheering crowds, bright lights, and james right beside him, smiling.

I was listening to this song on repeat earlier today and thinking about James and Jason.

After a while that particular Jameson fic (I'd read a few months ago) came to my mind.

I believe they match perfectly... I mean the song and the fic 🥰

Hey, hey!

Finally I am posting one of my works. I wrote it years ago so it's small and not as good as it should be but it's still something.

It's a letter from Jason written to James

Thank you @mjlxxxdaily once again - this video made my day 😂

Kirky was bolting down the ice cream as if his life depended on it 🤭

Nah... In another photo (from the same session) they seem happy and okay ☺️🙃😂

Stolen from Instagram @metallicumd

Jason looks like a toddler simply experiencing the world around him and James is like "Mooooom! He's pinching me again! Take him away!". Such a crybaby 🤣🤣🤣

Definitely something naughty 😏🤭😈

Never seen this one before 🤔 what are they doing exactly? 😅

The way James is looking at Jason 🥹💜

There are so many photos like this (in which they gaze at each other) and it really brightens up my soul

Yeah, I know quality is 💩, but I just had to post it... What's going on here? 🙃

This video got me thinking things... 🫣😈

Oh?

No one will convince me that these two weren't at least good buddies

I'm laughing so hard 🤣 I've rewatched it a 💯 times. James is so hilarious here

preach to the folk!