Hehhehe, I have probably 100-250 records you’d like, then, and more recommendations that I couldn’t afford at the time and haven’t tracked down yet.
If you think of them that way, don’t listen to that link. It sounds like a really bad KISS record mixed with something else. They had two more very different records after that before they settled on the style that everyone thinks of as Pantera. I can’t blame them for learning, changing and getting better, but they can’t blame me for having a memory.
I’d really like to blame Linkin Park on Korn, but Linkin Park is Linkin Park’s fault.
Hehehe, I still can’t really get into them, myself. I am pretty astounded at them, nonetheless. My best perception of them is analogous to what I think when people see a Jackson Pollock and say “My kid could do that!”. Yeah, but your kid didn’t do it, and Mr. Pollock did. I guess your kid wasn’t brave or crazy enough to put his ass on the line, huh?
Oh, and I see something has been mentioned in passing, but not really recommended. It’s long past the point where you need to actually explore some Hair Metal. Van Halen is the band that pretty much all Hair Metal bands want to be in their dark little hearts. I’m not going to recommend anything but Van Halen, because all the other Hair Metal bands I liked at the time honestly sucked in retrospect, and I don’t know of any great ones. Guns 'n Roses might have tried to redeem the genre, but their efforts failed in my estimation. Heck, after VH parted ways with David Lee Roth, they might as well have been Huey Lewis and the News themselves.
So, I know you’re overloaded with options at this point, but you should hear Everybody Wants Some (exquisite). If you have a radio and live in the US, you’ve almost assuredly heard Eruption/You Really Got Me (yep, a rock cover, but it’s pretty damn metal) and Hot For Teacher*, you may have not heard Ice Cream Man. A seriously silly band.
If you listen to other Hair Metal bands, that’s on you. I’ve done it, I don’t recommend it. All I learned there was cheap, a little trashy, and involved taffeta. Listen to early Cheap Trick records instead, they at least rock.
*For the life of me, I can find zero things wrong with this song. It is drum heaven. Lars wishes he was half the drummer of Alex, and Alex is no Dale Crover or Dave Lombardo. Also, it’s from the first new record my wife ever owned. I don’t know if it was a gift or not, but she calls me the hesher.