Today we arrive South of Heaven.
Some may think that Slayer went downhill with this one. Not I. This is my next favorite after yesterday's frozen water burial. This album has more expansive focus, more dynamics, more pensive moments (even if you're contemplating evil, hell, serial killers and WWII). Between the two albums it seems as if they stopped drinking gasoline every single day and now on odd numbered days opt for speedballs, marijuana and Pepsi.