Slayer - Reign In Blood

This sucks so badly. I was just getting ready for a night of heckling the "Atreyu doing Nirvana covers" and "we really want to be Bloc Party" local bands. I was getting dressed and making sure I had my wallet when I realized I felt fucking ill. Then came the last four hours of up chucking and wishing for a peaceful death. Man life's a bitch. If this had been on Monday and I could have dodged a bit of college because of it then I wouldn't have been so pissed off. But it's the first day of the weekend and all I have the power to do is sit in front of my computer and update this thing. So you may be getting a fair few updates this weekend, depending on how I feel tomorrow.

This post is for that geeky little long haired thirteen year old that thought metal was the supreme form of music and went everywhere in his baggy Metallica hood. That kid still dwells in me somewhere. I may have gotten some clothes that fit but I doubt I'm ever going to stop thinking that this record crushes all. "Angel Of Death" is the finest metal song ever made and no, that's not up for debate. What separates Slayer from nearly every metal band around today is their sheer desire to tear everything up. If there's one thing I've noticed about metal nowadays, it's the genres dull slaving to technicality. Five minute drum solos might do it for those acne ridden jackasses at Dream Theatre shows but I can't think of anything more pointless. Thus why Slayer is great, four minute tracks, pure destruction, no bullshit.

Angel Of Death
Postmortem

Expired