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oh, dragonforce.
they are the ultimate* walking-somewhere music, especially if and when that somewhere is a somewhere that might require superhuman opti-thusiastic keenness on arrival.
they give me the same fix as manowar with a bit less loincloth per square riff.
'mon the manowar!
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this is, of course, only true in part. slayer are the greatest of all walking-somewhere music, whether that 'somewhere' be a killing field, a job interview, school, the pub, home, parliament, iraq, mars, the last gas station for as far as the car can drive, or even delaware.
to be fair to the rest of the world it has been deemed necessary to remove slayer from all statements of 'ultimate', 'greatest', 'most', 'best', etc., as they are without fail to be found occupying the top spot. this leads to resentment and, inevitably, some false-god fool trying to oust them.
this always** ends in death.
much as slayer are big fans of death(and in particular the death of the weak and foolish), cull-murder already occupies much of their hectic schedule, leaving little time for the repeated metal punches to the global brain that are their real bread and butter.
they may be the fastest on the metaphorical draw, but sometimes they just need to drink the saloon dry without some kid trying his luck.
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