The band’s self-described label of “symphonic black metal” sells them short. Whereas that descriptor conjures images of eye-liner adorned teenagers in Cradle of Filth shirts, I think Deathcode Society’s intended fanbase would be more akin to Nordic-looking blondes with Legolas-like hair wearing Keep of Kalessin hoodies. This is thinking man’s progressive black metal, if ever there were such a thing. Deathcode Society are technical without batting you over the head with it, smart without making you whip out a calculator and catchy without ever resorted to tried-and-true songwriting gimmicks.