One of the best mid-tempo thrash albums of our time, Slayer’s, “South Of Heaven”, has been tearing through my car speakers all morning. Maybe it’s the cloud-covering gloom of the sky overhead, and the mixing of the melting snow and dirt below, but this record seems like the perfect soundtrack for a day like this. What makes it all even better, are the irritated looks of the passerby’s as they’re caught off guard by the ruckus pouring from my little metallic blue box. The sludge-infested ruckus, pouring from the windows, that so beautifully seems to fit the overall mood of the day.
Sometimes I wonder if that’s what agitates people. Are they so busy sweeping the gloom under the rug as they go about their day that they don’t ever bother to see how much there is to take advantage of? Ah, I don’t care! Let them find something to mind as I swerve through the streets.
There’s nothing, but beauty in darkness, and today, I’m immersed in it.
Check out one of my favorite songs from “South Of Heaven”, here, then go pick up this album from your local record store, and let it eat your soul.