2009, Few bands are bound to a standard as much as Slayer. There's a reason their bloodthirsty fans are more loyal to their cause than New England Patriots fans. Slayer has consistently delivered a familiar - and largely winning - product now over the course of 26 years. WORLD PAINTED BLOOD throws in a few contemporary breakdowns (while never surrendering to a cheapo stop-start chug schism) as well as random moments of melody, daring Slayer's fans to call them out. As relentlessly dungy and occassionally minimalist as WORLD PAINTED BLOOD is, it's still Slayer sliced down to their meanest riffs and quickest tempos, both of which will stave off the anti-DIABOLUS IN MUSICA wolves without concern...