I saw that Miley Cyrus covered a Metallica song and, fueled by pure metalhead rage, stormed to my computer ready to hate it. But the moment the first notes of “Nothing Else Matters” hit—backed by Elton John on piano, Yo‑Yo Ma on cello, Robert Trujillo on bass, and Chad Smith on drums—I froze. Then Miley’s voice came in, raw and haunting, and suddenly I wasn’t mad anymore—I was floored. It wasn’t just good. It was powerful, emotional, and weirdly perfect. In all my years loving metal, I never thought I’d say this, but she nailed it. Absolutely nailed it

I saw that Miley Cyrus covered a Metallica song and, fueled by pure metalhead rage, stormed to my computer ready to hate it. But the moment the first notes of “Nothing Else Matters” hit—backed by Elton John on piano, Yo‑Yo Ma on cello, Robert Trujillo on bass, and Chad Smith on drums—I froze. Then Miley’s voice came in, raw and haunting, and suddenly I wasn’t mad anymore—I was floored. It wasn’t just good. It was powerful, emotional, and weirdly perfect. In all my years loving metal, I never thought I’d say this, but she nailed it. Absolutely nailed it

**Miley Cyrus Covering Metallica Was Supposed to Be a Joke—Until It Wasn’t**

When I first heard that Miley Cyrus had covered Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters,” I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly got stuck. Fueled by pure metalhead indignation, I stormed to my computer, ready to hate-listen and unleash a scathing rant online. This was sacred ground. This was *Metallica*. And Miley? Come on.

Then the track started.

Elton John’s haunting piano opened the song, setting a tone so rich it silenced my skepticism for just a second. Then came Yo‑Yo Ma’s cello, low and mournful. Robert Trujillo, Metallica’s own bassist, laid down a smooth, shadowy groove. Chad Smith of the Red Hot Chili Peppers took up the drums—tight, steady, reverent.

And then… Miley’s voice.

It wasn’t overproduced. It wasn’t flashy. It was raw. Haunting. Vulnerable in a way I didn’t expect. She didn’t try to out-metal James Hetfield. She respected the song, honored its mood, and then somehow made it hers. The gravel in her voice felt earned, like someone who’d lived through pain and found clarity on the other side.

By the time the chorus hit, I wasn’t scoffing. I was floored.

There was no gimmick here. No pop-star irony. Just a surprising, sincere reimagining of one of metal’s most iconic ballads—interpreted with care, with talent, and yes, with heart.

In all my years loving metal, defending it, gatekeeping it (I’ll admit it), I never thought I’d say this: Miley Cyrus nailed “Nothing Else Matters.” Absolutely nailed it.

It’s a reminder that music transcends genre, and sometimes the most unlikely voices can carry the deepest truths. I came to mock it.

 

 

 

I left moved.

 

 

 

And that, my fellow metalheads, is the real p

 

ower of a great cover.