Metal Rules!! Concert Review:
Slayer (with Fear Factory & Noise therapy)
PNE Forum Vancouver, August 4, 1998
What can I say about Slayer that hasn't already been
written. They are the gods period! No other band has maintained their substance and
integrity like Slayer. The fans that paid $35.00 to see their heroes were not
disappointed. After seeing the band face to face at a record signing event at Sam the
Record Man, where hundreds of followers lined up for 2 hours, the anticipation for
the show was indescribable.
The seating was general admission and basically you could
get as close as you dare to the band while they played. However, the sea of moshing
lunatics kept the more mature Slayer fans in their seats. Have you ever looked at
microorganisms crawling at a furious pace on a slide? Well that's what the crowd looked
like, shaking heads, shaking bodies, my eyes could not adjust fast enough.
Behind a wall of dry ice and spooky lights the band erupted
into Bitter Peace followed by Death's Head from their new CD - Diabolus In Musica. The gods were in awesome
form, deafening the crowd so that the there were no longer 5 senses but one: Slayer.
The band followed with Hell Awaits, perhaps the
greatest most evilest Slayer tune of all time. Reign in Blood was next. Tom then
said to the crowd, I'm going to take you back...Evil Has No Boundaries. Yes
the band selected and exhumed this classic tune from side 1, song one, of their debut Show
No Mercy. Paul Bostoph had a way of making the drums even more resounding and complex
than his godly predecessor, playing like Satan himself. From Divine intervention, the band
played their hit single Dittohead followed by South of Heaven in which a
few stupid chicks flicked their lighters on thinking it was some kind of ballad. The band
spared their followers from any punk selections from their CD Undisputed Attitude and instead played Gemini.
The band looked positively wicked, banging their heads liked they loved every minute.
Kerry King and Jeff Haneman, the bookends of the devil, played like it was their first and
last show. As Tom Araya politely thanked the audience, the band erupted again into several
more selections from Diabolis including Stain of Mind, In the Name of God
and Scrum. Following a brief pause, Tom screamed "they say the pen is
mightier than the sword, well I say fuck the pen, cause u can DIE BY THE SWORD!!"
Another classic intro followed in which Tom exclaimed: "tits and clits, clits and
tits, I'm gonna get me some clits and tits....here's a song for all of those cunts who
like to spread their legs in the night. This is captor of sin."
And the gods played on. Mandatory Suicide was
next. Fuck "Saving Private Ryan", this auditory nightmare puts the graphic
nightmare of the #1 movie to shame. Finally a tune from Seasons in the Abyss made
an appearance, Dead Skin Mask. Tom then thanked the crowd and said goodnight. The
crowd was crazy and I was crazy myself. A stiff neck, bleeding ears and the urge to vomit
from the strong stench of pot and sweat that filled the arena. But the gods
returned!!!....The second coming. Seasons in the Abyss, the godly hypnotizing
epic was played to perfection. The crowd swayed to the song back and forth, back and forth
into the abyss. If hell is only this beautiful when we see it ourselves. Oh well..... The
band ended their 80 minute show with Angel of Death and Chemical Warfare.
The crowd went berserk!. Heads rolled on the floor as necks spurted blood in all
directions. The gods promised to return in '99, but this fan didn't care....his dream was
Thanks to Darrin Pope
For submitting this review.