Release Date: Mar 13, 2012
Record label: Metal Blade
Genre(s): Pop/Rock, Heavy Metal, Death Metal
Strip any whip-snapping outfit from the contemporary death metal genre down to its constituent parts and you’ll find the double helix boot print of Cannibal Corpse. Cannibal Corpse is one of the most influential and certainly one of the most commercially successful of all death metal bands. Its two-decade-plus career has been built upon the combination of mischievous, gruesome, and frequently controversial narratives, with an unrelenting onslaught of technically proficient downtuned distortions.
American death metal masters Cannibal Corpse make a gory return with their eleventh album, Torture. Working once again with producer Erik Rutan (who also plays guitar in Hate Eternal), the band continues to push its sound to brutal new limits, and with songs like "As Deep as the Knife Will Go" and "Demented Aggression," it's clear that the gore-obsessed band shows no signs of slowing down. .
“With ‘Torture’,” says [a]Cannibal Corpse[/a]’s lead singer George ‘Corpsegrinder’ Fisher, “we wanted to explore other, more traditional forms of American music, like ragtime, Dixie jazz and bluegrass. We also wanted to communicate our sense of humour more.” Ha ha! We’re joking, of course!This is more entirely predictably absurd bludgeoning death metal silliness from the kings of its kind. It boasts song titles like ‘Sarcophagic Frenzy’ and ‘Followed Home Then Killed’ (that’s very much the romantic one in the set) and, if you’re 14 years old, you can cause your parents all sorts of unnecessary worry by listening to it.
The evolution of metal music over the last 30 years has united entire nations under a single bloodied, tattered, steel-adorned banner. Whether your taste is cocky with a hint of lipstick, piloted on electric guitar at superhuman speeds, bound to dark forces and martial drums, or so technically profound that your high school trig teacher recanted an ‘F’ on principle, it generally holds something for everyone. Not without its share of popular controversy, my generation was raised during the late ’90s emergence of rap-infused pseudo-metal marketed to teenage boys with alcoholic parents; our pastime became ducking under stupidly obstinate moral crusaders for dibs on Marilyn Manson and ICP tickets.
Avalanche opener "Demented Aggression" rains bloody Slayer from the cannibal holocaust, but on its dozenth splatter over the last quarter-century, this Buffalo, NY., butcher's apron masters tempo like a sure-handed blues band. From blitzkrieg ("Sarcophagic Frenzy") to chug ("Scourge of Iron"), Torture builds speed, human gristle, and institutionalization. Unforgiving ("The Strangulation Chair"), its Howitzer recoil runs molten currents of melody and rhythm.
When it comes to gory death metal, Cannibal Corpse are among the genre's elite and have been for over two decades. If there's one very important reason as to why they've maintained this status, it's consistency. With their 12th album, Torture, the Florida (by way of Buffalo, NY) band don't disappoint, as the record delivers an onslaught of the crushing, intense brutality expected from them, with no filler whatsoever.