In the greater scheme of things, the formula for metal can be relatively restrictive. This is evident in the ambiguous subgenre tags given to any band that challenges the standard confines. Not to say that “Atmospheric avant-garde black metal” isn’t an apt description of Deathspell Omega, but it probably comes across as gibberish to normal folk.
The Synarchy of Molten Bones should make a lot of veteran DO listeners happy. While in some ways it picks up where Paracletus left off, you can also detect a nod to the visceral fury that came through on 2007’s FAS. Their composition style might be characterized by how chaotic it sounds at first listen; an overwhelming assault of time changes in an sea of tritones. But those with time and a tolerance for dissonance are rewarded with the catchiest of microgrooves and melodies, which are made even more infectious with the power of contrast. For fans of Gorguts, Nietzche, and getting lost in a forest on mushrooms.