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THE REVIEW

Not a masterpiece, like the pre-2000 albums, but a good work which, in my modest opinion, is highlighted by the title track, hate Worldwide, and psychopathy red. The technical part is remarkable, Dave Lombardo remains a monster on the drums.

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World Painted Blood is a solid Slayer album featuring strong technical performances and notable tracks like the title song, Hate Worldwide, and Psychopathy Red. While it doesn't match the mastery of their pre-2000 classics, it still delivers powerful thrash metal and impressive drumming from Dave Lombardo.

Tracklist Videos

01   World Painted Blood (05:53)

02   Unit 731 (02:40)

03   Snuff (03:42)

04   Beauty Through Order (04:37)

05   Hate Worldwide (02:52)

06   Public Display of Dismemberment (02:35)

07   Human Strain (03:09)

08   Americon (03:23)

09   Psychopathy Red (02:26)

10   Playing With Dolls (04:14)

11   Not of This God (04:20)

12   Psychopathy Red (Explicit live version) ()

Slayer

Slayer was an American thrash metal band formed in 1981 in Huntington Park, California. They are widely regarded as pioneers of thrash and extreme metal and remained active until their final shows in 2019.
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By emandelli1

 The album is a sonic assault that begins with the very first song.

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By lanardistkrieg

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 The album starts very well; the opening track is immediately engaging, flowing riff after riff while Tom Araya screams horrifying and apocalyptic verses.


By Francis Araya

 This isn’t about a thrash band needing a raw, unpolished sound, but this production seriously undermines what could perhaps have been a half-decent album.

 Even the production seems like that of a debut demo: ARE YOU KIDDING WHEN YOU SAY THIS ALBUM’S PRODUCTION IS GREAT OR HAS AN EPIDEMIC OF STUPIDITY SWEPT OVER HUMANITY?


By March Horses

 This latest (hopefully not final) LP in the history of the L.A. Ripper is a major event.

 Songs remind us why this band is remembered: to strike the instinctive chords of the listener.