What more can be said, in this Year Of The Corpse 2009, that hasn’t already been whispered, grunted or screamed about the almighty Cannibal? They’ve smashed every, hammer smashed every boundary set before them, defied every censor set upon them, and besmirched every country that would have them. After two decades of unending death metal torment, the band?s calling cards are many: the depraved lyrics, the blinding technical prowess, the dominating stage presence, the legions of dedicated fans, the million and a half albums sold. What more can you want? I’d have to say maybe some new music to slash right across your face letting the running blood spill upon the floor’s surface letting the rotting sound echo everywhere around you as the beginning era of “Evisceration Plague,” unleashes itself slowly. The twelve tracks exposed creates its own mind of its own as each tune is roughly played through letting the guitars build upon the madness of the drumming tactics as the vocals growl their lungs out at us no longer being able to consume their ability much longer. Bassist Alex Webster mentions “Part of the reason we may have ended up in a leadership position in the scene is because we’ve been consistent,” going on with saying “We’ve tried to stay 100% death metal in the kind of music we make, and we’ve always tried to take younger death metal bands on tour to help give back to the scene we’ve been so lucky with. So if we’ve become godfathers of death metal in any way, it’s because we care about the scene, and we’ve been consistently caring about it for our entire career.” Their career being known across the death metal universe as Cannibal Corpse the one retching name that shatters every bone on your body. The band themselves, however, just keep on killing. Having hacked and flayed their way through hordes of flesh-eating carcass fuckers, blood-slicked suicide galleries and compulsive disembowelers, the mighty Cannibal Corpse have seen fit to expand their killing field for a bit of the old mass extermination. Whereas the band mushroom-clouds their own homicidal visions to pandemic proportions. Deep, festering cuts like “Scalding Hail,” “Carnivorous Swarm,” and the title track see an ossified populous summarily decimated by wholly unnatural disasters conceived in the unkempt minds of co-lyricists and original members Webster and Paul Mazurkiewicz (Drums). “We wanted death on an epic scale, as opposed to the individual, murderer-stalking-his-prey stuff we’ve done in the past although the album still has a few of those songs,” Webster explains with a laugh. “It’s not War and Peace or anything it’s a gore story but the body count is higher than ever before.” “Evisceration Plague,” itself being a plague formed to run a muck and consume everywhere it turns, as Cannibal Corpse have indeed shown a more in depth look into their creative minds which devour us all but contain a softer side only some have witnessed but later turned up buried deep in the ground allowing their skull to fill up with maggots.