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by Björn Thorsten Jaschinski
(29.01.2009)
In their early days, they released one album per year, but now the tour-loving cannibals stick to the routine of one album every other year. Since the release of their tenth CD "Kill" in 2006, they have travelled around the world and put together an extensive, terrific history DVD ("Centuries of torment: the first 20 years"). After all these years, Cannibal Corpse just wouldnβt convince you with the usual mix of extremes and technical prowess - they know that they need pretty impressive songs which stand their own, apart from their vintage stuff. And they still have something left in the tank! "Priests of sodom", unusually groovy, is a great song for a live performance, "Scalding hail" makes no prisoners tempo-wise (total length: under two minutes), "To decompose" uses both, speed and slowness, and wows you with its microscopic lick, "A couldron of hate" and the title track are sluggish creepers - genuine killers. This is first class, top-notch US Death.
