First of all I admit frankly that I "still hold Reign in Blood for the best metal album of all time, which has the world of heavy metal from the ground changed. This fact is due, the Slayer with me still an ace up their sleeve who despite the fact that after 1990 Seasons in the Abyss ", only the meter has been published by the guys. This culminated in the course impudence "Diabolous in musica", the musical in my eyes low point of the Quartet. But Slayer Slayer would not if they do not put a large pile on all the opinions and would unswervingly go their way on. And to my delight, the boys have prudently and manage with World Painted Blood "playful with me rebuild credit. However, this is not due to the production, the greatest shortcoming of all on the album, the love affairs, completely powerless and without any Bumms comes along and is the songs justice. However, I admit protocol me the opener and simultaneous title track is not so entrainment because it loses through the artificially bloated midsection something on the prerecorded drive. Yet it is already clear to recognize already here : The boys have again fire under the Popo The refrain in any case is great now the strongest phase of the disc with Unit 731 "and the directly-closing Snuff" followed Both are superb kicking in the lower abdomen, short, crisp, brutal,.!. where Dave Lombardo behind his shooting really sleep Austo-ben can. Beauty Through Order "but then again a departure from the previously chosen path and reminded more than once at Seasons in the Abyss". A good song, but the surrounds of the smell of their own plagiarism. Hate Worldwide "rattled pretty unstructured past me and went like Public display of dismemberment" in one ear and out the other purely immediately back out. The mid-tempo firecracker Human Strain "is then, however, again a small grenade that would ignite but more, the board would not I have already mentioned production-related grievances. After the re-boring Americon" crashing an already pre-release via MySpace Psychopathy Red " However, in the middle of the gum line. The low point came after immediately Playing with dolls "in which Tom Arraya seems to rap his lines at the beginning. Creepy and horrible at the same time. Then, however, the crash in a lower score saves the final Not of this god "which receives a little more momentum again. Unfortunately, after it was over.
With World Painted Blood "Slayers invent nothing new, but reflect back on old virtues and shoot more than once a rich Torpedo in the ear-course. But soundwise the gentlemen from California should in future again drauflegen a schippchen and perhaps a Search producer who tickles out again the uncut rawness of Thrash institution. This sterile and climate-African sound just does not fit to the murderers, and is as if Jeffrey Dahmer a vegetable casserole in his refrigerator instead .......