Ritual Decay

lowheaven’s new album Ritual Decay embodies the term structured chaos. Known for their live shows called public demonstrations the band has continued to grow. Chemical Pattern has kind of taken on a weight of its own, when you see what's been going on all around us since the beginning of this year. While a significant amount of Ritual Decay is intensely personal, Chemical Pattern is a look outwards. Let's be honest, everything is fucked. And I don't have the way out. Uncertainty is terrifying. Mercy Death feels like the soundtrack to my nightmares. It was one of the songs in the batch, where I realized just how heavy this band was going to be. Our goal was always to find a way to musically transmit what we all felt going on around us, and this one hit the nail on the head. As with a lot of the songs on Ritual Decay, I came in with a rough framework of the lyrics, and then rewrote the whole song the night before recording it. I was spending the late Nights in the studio isolated, just pouring over and scrutinizing every line. Every detail. Trying to find a way to free myself. This is the product of that. Amherst was the first song written for lowheaven, but probably the last one to feel finished. It was hard to let go of; hard to Accept that there would be a point where it was done. Letting go of this song was like letting go of a part of me that I wasn't ready for. A rock bottom and a redemption all at once. A decomposition I can't stop. A deadness that just stays.