Satyricon gets a lot of shit. Personally, I would say most of it is completely undeserved. I suppose that is the nature of the beast that is black metal; anyone who transitions or meanders out of it (or blends it with something else) is unavoidably going to catch flak from genre purists.
Brass tacks: Deep… offers very little in anything new, but is another solid offering in the bands now almost two decade long vein of “riffs, innit”. Frost’s drums once again feel like an afterthought, but this almost works in its own way.