In 1985 to me presented the cartridge with the record Slayer - Show no mercy, I was 9 years old. I was struck with equipment, speed, a pressure - it seemed all devils of a hell picked up me and began to whirl in whirlpool of guitar reeves. It was the shot in the head and heart at the same time. Since then Slayer always in me. In those days such music was forbidden in our country and it was necessary to listen secretly. Cuttings from magazines, any articles gathered. Even in writing-books registered the text. It was necessary to rewind repeatedly cartridges what not to pass any word. Slayer sat down at me so strongly... To me already 36 years, and on the right hand - from a wrist to an elbow a tattoo - an eagle of Slayer.