Sometimes - not always, but sometimes - I get in exactly the right
mood to listen to Slayer. Disregarding all social conventions on
morality, on the downright don't do this nature of murder,
necrophilia, satanic sacrifice, etc. etc. - sometimes I just want to
let loose, reach out and kill someone, violently.
The very image of
raining blood is potent to me
- I love rain in any case, the feel of the water falling on my face, the
process of letting go of all meaningful social mores and just
appreciating life. To couple that with the basic primeval violence that
I think we all feel, of basic ambition and Machievallian greed, makes me want to scream with
sheer animalistic joy.
Reign in Blood is all about
death and its exploitation, about the afterlife and how it may not be
as perfect as we think, a rebellion against society and religion. Most
of the time, I will tolerate Reign in Blood, or appreciate it as a
work of art. But occasionally, circumstances in everyday life will
lead me to revel in it, as a hymn to bloodletting, to that
fundamental instinct of this kind of music - that of the letting out of
extreme violence through a distorted guitar and Tom Araya-style
lyrics.
And let me tell you - I love it.
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