October, 2001

vol 4, num 11

 
Slayer is not for the faint of heart. In an age when "metal" has become little more than a marketing tool for bands who could pass for pop if you took away their heavy guitars, Slayer breaks away from the fray to storm the gates of hell and beg Satan to tour with them. Their latest release, "God Hates Us All," is perfect evidence of the band’s disdain for religious, social and musical conventions. While many "Nu Metal" bands have taken the traditional metal elements and mixed in the more commercial elements of modern pop music (song structure, sing-a-long choruses), Slayer has remained true to the thrash/punk/metal style of early Metallica, Death, and Pantera.

The music on "God Hates Us All" is exactly what fans have come to expect from what just may be the world’s loudest band. Pounding double bass assault. Lightning fast wah-wah solos out the wazoo. Seven-string riffage that’s heavier than all the diesel trucks in America combined. Pissed off yelling that hurts your throat just to hear it. The record’s lyrical themes are dark, covering such topics as murderous priests on "God Send Death", being on the verge of exploding on "Threshold", and drug-pushing fallen angels on "Cast Down." Just reading the song titles will tell you what to expect from the album. The band describes the songs as trimmed down musically compared to their other albums, though they still reek of sort of musical innovation. The band is constantly switching feels from fast to not so fast, keeping the listener interested. That is unless, of course, their ears are bleeding too badly to hear anything.

Although a crucial element of metal, Tom Araya’s screeching vocals are likely too harsh for anyone unaccustomed to this style of music. His monotone howls are feather-ruffling harsh and somehow manage to sound the way that sandpaper feels. On "New Faith," he screams, "I keep the bible in a pool of blood so that none of its lies can affect me." Not something you’re likely to hear on pop radio any time soon. The choruses to many of the songs consist of Araya yelling the song title at full tilt several times in a row.

Dark. Morbid. Angry. Heavier than a ton of caskets. Slayer fans will no doubt be overjoyed at the band’s twelfth album. Though the band has never come close to the commercial success of bands such as Korn or Metallica, Slayer is more than just an underground metal band. With its long saga as one of metal’s heaviest and angriest acts, Slayer shows no sign of relenting now. If you had to pick a CD to piss off… well, just about anyone, "God Hates Us All" is it.

Artist Slayer
Title God Hates Us All
Label American Recordings
Reviewer Shelby Rushing
Rating
website www.slayer.net


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