When you think of 2001 and the state of metal at the
time (especially in the USA), very few thrash records come to mind. After all, this was a year
dominated by Slipknot’s Iowa, Drowning
Pool’s Sinner,System of a Down’s Toxicity
and Rammstein’s Mutter. So, being the
extreme stalwarts that they are, Slayer looked up and said “Yeah, f*ck your sh*t”,
releasing the inflamattory God Hates Us All in September,
As if to make up for the past several years of Linkin Park, Limp
Bizkit and Papa Roach, Slayer’s ninth album was as heavy as an anvil the size
of a plane, bolstered by the incessant speed of live mainstay “Disciple” and
the grooving weight of single “Bloodline”.
Fitting thirteen incendiary tracks
into 42 minutes, God Hates Us All is
an exercise in ceaselessly frantic insanity, delivering an all-killer-no-filler
assault that demonstrated that, beneath all the nu metal, there was still a market for balls-to-the-wall musical madness.
With this record, Slayer had delivered easily their best
album in more than a decade; for thrash, it could not have come at a
more vital time. God Hates Us All was
a light in the black, signalling that speed metal still had the fan-base and the potential to
return to its former glories.