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Friday, December 3, Rock Island, 303-572-7625.

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By Eryc Eyl

Published on December 02, 2004

Codeseven's latest release, Dancing Echoes/ Dead Sounds, with its cushy synth pads and sweeping sonic panoramas, could be likened to a lost Elemental-era Tears for Fears record if it weren't for the somber harmonic edges that have been sharpened into a metallic blade. Brothers Jon (bass/programming), James (guitar and synths) and Matt Tuttle (drums), along with guitarist Eric Weyer and deft vocalist Jeff Jenkins channel their death-metal pasts and the yowling, inconsolable spirit of grunge through a rack of electronics to cook up a hazily melancholic and undeniably melodic stew of dark, textured rock. Emotive without being emo and rocking without exactly being rock, Codeseven (above) makes the perfect soundtrack for late-night self-pity sessions and the revenge fantasies they spawn.