![]() ![]() ![]() That’s as good as any means for determining the personal significance of a piece of music in my (damaged) mind. If I could enumerate the exact number of brain cells I’ve decimated on an album by album basis, Reign In Blood would almost certainly be #1. Apparently, he’s a pretty big deal now too.Īt this stage, it would be completely unnecessary for me to go through describing each track and tell you why they rule you’ve heard, you know. Reign In Blood also marked the commencement of the band’s long-running working relationship with Rick Rubin, who had only previously worked with hip-hop artists and the like. Released on October 7th, 1986, these 10 tracks signified the band’s emergence into the public eye the album charted with no radio play. I know this because I was a very industrious 2 year-old who spent every waking moment meticulously cataloguing every track played on the entire world’s collective radio stations during that time (*). Regardless of whether you think its older brother Hell Awaits, or the more refined, well-mannered younger siblings South Of Heaven and Seasons In The Abyss are superior albums, to deny that Reign In Blood was Slayer’s most influential album would be severely misguided. ![]() This is not a manifestation of some banal early-onset mid-life crisis-borne depression, no, this is simply all Reign has known in life. While other albums of its age have smoothly transitioned into adulthood, Slayer‘s break-through is still out partying hard, exchanging bodily fluids with reckless abandon, and waking up with no knowledge of where it’s been. Truth is, Reign In Blood is still as garbage as it ever was.Īfter having sired countless spawn across the globe for which it has paid a grand total of zero child support, hanging out at schools selling speed to generation after generation of teenagers, racking up numerous assault charges, flagrantly violating every form of noise restriction law, and essentially murdering everything in its class, Reign In Blood has proven itself to be the epitome of odious immorality. Eschewing the Sunday morning cafe conversations comparing health cover, raising children, and travel plans, Reign In Blood awakes with bloodshot eyes, tattered clothes, and reeking of an utterly repellent combination of sweat, smoke, and straight spirits. Next week marks 30 years since the release of one of metal’s most historic records. ![]()
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