Gotta find this place

which reminds me...

Something that tickles me nuts!

so when peoples iz searchin' the interwebs and stumble across SKY GOD!, the above terms are the top ones leading them here.

sounds about right.

HOT DANG!

If you don't listen to slayer...

i'm a slayer fan. it's no secret. i've raved about my lust for them here before.

but i am not the average slayer fan. i mean, i do not have long hair. i do not hate people or things as a way to say 'fuck the world'. i do not live with my parents.

but i love music of all genres, and when it comes to thrash metal, it's just really hard to beat slayer. i got in an argument with a buddy once on who was better: slayer or pantera?

i love pantera. but... sorry, they can't touch this slayer shit.

IT'S RAINING BLOOD MUTHAFUCKA!!!

(image via skull swap)

Push the threshold

the guitar rhythms on this song that thunder throughout do a good job of relating the idea of 'threshold', going to the limit and staying there... holding it... enjoying it.

for me, this is a challenge... something i am determined to get really good at.

as a long distance runner, i'm particularly interested in how much physical pain i can endure in one session, or a period of sessions.

and as i find success in going harder, longer, stronger, i'm becoming a bit obsessed with testing the limits of my own body.

breaking through pain, chasing that high. yes... that's the driving force... the high, but through it i learn a whole lot about myself that i didn't know previously.

i'm fucking addicted to it.

and the longer i can hold it -- pushing, driving, embracing the threshold -- the more high i get.

and those fucking ultras are winking at me from the corner of the room, hiking up their skirts.

fuckers.

Slayered

i don't know what this song is actually about, but i know that it gets me pretty pumped up when i want to run as long as i can as fast as i can. maybe it'll do the same for you. or maybe not. who cares. just listen.

Slayer slayin'

this song might sound chaotic. it is. sorta.

but its lyrics suggest reason over religion.

the religious call this music "satanic".

that is fucking bullshit. but slayer will let you think they are satanic. 'cuz it sells units.

what it actually is is reason. non-belief in bullshit. the logical, free-thinking world.

sometimes when i run i play this album on high and run hard as hell. i'm running hard because i feel like at any minute the religious are gonna blow everything up.

The genius of slayer

any investigative work on the history of heavy metal band slayer will net the investigator zero instances where band members align themselves with satanic practices.

but christians would like you to believe that.

they'd also like you to believe that they are nazi apologists (they're not) and anti-american (again, they're not).

in fact, if slayer is anything, it is smart as fucking smart can be.

there are a bazillion heavy metal bands, but none attack the church as adamantly as slayer; and in doing so they have created an unparalleled buzz that permeates both the religious and non-religious worlds.

as an impressionable youth trapped in the archaic dogma of the christian church, i didn't even know who or what slayer was until a sunday school teacher brought it up (this is in the early 90s if memory serves me right).

"they are satanic and they are intent on destroying christianity" she said.

so, of course, like any other curious kid, as soon as i got the chance i went out and bought their tape. and i fell in love with it; because i love parody and slayer is definitely parody. believe that.

and remember, there is no such thing as bad press. the soiled image of slayer branded by the church to stop people from listening to them only caused more people (the curious, the rebels, etc.) to listen to to them.

personally, i don't even pay attention to the lyrics (i can't understand half of them) but soaking in their guitar licks and their drop tuning and their thrashing symphony of sound has long been a favorite way for me to blow off steam. and besides, i do enjoy the looks i get when i -- the last person on earth you'd ever seriously consider to harbor metal head tendencies -- scream out "GOD HATES US ALL!"



rock on.

:-)