Slayer sounds more sinister when they’re in a mid-tempo groove. That approach makes World Painted Blood their most malevolent-sounding album in a while.
Within seconds, you’re floored by Jimmy Gnecco’s passionate voice, and you wonder why everyone you know hasn’t been talking about how great this CD is.
As iron-willed as God Hates Us All, Christ Illusion brings back the smarter breakdowns, riffs that don’t always revolve around the low E, and different tunings.
Top of the nü metal shitheap. They scream, bellow, and nyah-nyah in falsetto, but throw eight parts into a song, and that’s seven more than the bottomfeeders.