Solastalgia

by Heretoir

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tentaclequing 🐙 Can you collect some stars for me? 🖤 Favorite track: You Are the Night.
Infamous Heel-Filcher
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Infamous Heel-Filcher It took a couple of spins for this album to grow on me -- it's definitely leaning into the doomy post-metal vibe and wears its emotions on its sleeve, but what comes out is absolutely haunting, with everything from the ethereal and lush to the blasting.
H.L.
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H.L. HERETOIR are among the leading post-black metal bands, and they prove it once again on "Solastalgia." Emotionally profound, they create an atmosphere that oscillates between melancholy, despair, and defiance, while avoiding crude malice. The sound is powerful, the songs are dynamically arranged, and the vocals display a wide range of emotions, from clear cries to harsh screams. After several listens, songs such as "The Heart of December" and "Burial" stay sustainably in my mind. Favorite track: The Heart of December.
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shalrathq Really great record. Love the bigger, more polished sound. And wrapping it up with an In Flames' cover? Hell yes! 🤘 Favorite track: Season of Grief.
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1.
We're living in the shade of a disillusioning truth. What separated you from your own will? From opening your eyes to see the great depression? This is a world lost in degeneration. A teardrop into a river of blood. Words like dead feathers. A teardrop into a river of blood. Black waters parting the skyline. In this life we're but a teardrop in a raging maelstrom. The Ashen Falls. Living in the shade of a disillusioning truth, paralyzing you. And we're drowning in the floods! In this life we're but a teardrop in a raging maelstrom. The Ashen Falls. Living in the shade of a disillusioning truth, paralyzing you. The Ashen Falls - paralyzing you! The Ashen Falls. The Ashen Falls. "Being alone, feeling isolated or simply out of place is something that is always there. All your life. You may find places where you feel more welcome but this general feeling of alienation remains - forever." Let the floods take the pain away. We've opened our hearts to the worst - we're lost in the night. We've opened our hearts to the worst.
2.
At this bleak moment in the history of the earth, what would not be a waste of time? We're neck deep in the water. Will there be stories left to tell? Give me the warmth of hell so I can feel myself. We belong to the netherworld and I'll be nothing, you will be nothing. Hear me calling, I'm calling your name. This world is dying. This is a season of grief! I retreat to hibernate. I choose withdrawal. Not with cynicism but with a questing mind. Not with cynicism but with a questing mind. Hear me calling, I'm calling your name. This world is dying. This is a season of grief! I watch the nightsky and the moonlit mountain range. I pity those who never learned to see the earth. Progress is not my god! And you cannot kill what is wild. I will enjoy the friendship of the seasons and start to live, to own my life. You cannot kill what is wild! Hear me calling, I'm calling your name. This world is dying. This is a season of grief ...of grief! Season of grief! The machines are marching on devouring all beauty. Yet I stand strong. Against the grain and the unfolding storm.
3.
We are enshrouded by a veil of darkness. This deafening blackness will tear us apart. We never learned to live, only to die. Empty days dominate our lives. We never learned to dream, only to lie. Sleepless nights dominate our lives. Can you collect some stars for me? I need to drink their cold and icy light. Please make me find some solace, for you are the night. There is no hope for us for we are creatures of defeat. We stumble through the darkness. In search for light we'll go blind. Can you bring down the moon for me? I need to eat his cold and icy light. Please make me find some solace, for you are the night. For you are the night. Will we learn to dance one day in total darkness? Please send your son to me for he will kill all my dreams. Drown me in your darkness for you are the night! Drown me in your darkness for you are the night! You are the night.
4.
Inertia 04:08
A bottomless pit, a darkened corridor. Dug myself a hole. Dreary vacuum, distorted faces. Grimaces. I crush, I burn. The demons grab my hand. Inertia.
5.
Rain 02:26
6.
Behind those eyes rests a jaded mind. Dreamgatherer floating in the mellow hands of the sky. This world outside means nothing in my head. I find escape in loneliness. Don't blur the line between your world and mine. Don't try to fill the void. I am alone up here watching the world from afar. But I can't see anything because I'm drowning in myself. Drowning in myself. Dreamgatherer floating in the mellow hands.. Dreamgatherer floating in the mellow hands of the sky. Behind those eyes rests a jaded mind. Doomgatherer falling through the fragile hands of this life. This world outside means nothing in my head. I find escape in loneliness. Don't blur the line between your world and mine. Don't try to fill the void.
7.
And I fade into the endless white. And I retreat from this world, the fading warmth… the fading warmth. And I become one with the night. And I retreat from this world, the fading warmth… the fading warmth. Bleak skies melt slowly, painted grey. A canvas torn where hope decays. And when I'm gone will you still remember the shining flame in the heart of December?
8.
Burial 05:24
We consume this world like we're alone out there. Once there's nothing left will you still not care at all? And while the will won't die it still feels like this is a burial. So dead inside, living own realities. Do you think there's time? Maybe, but there is no infinity. Concrete figures, concrete lungs. Exhale. Exhale the darkest breath. Burning the cold remembrance, the remnants of our failures are falling onto our heads. We consume this world like we're alone out there. Once there's nothing left will you still not care at all? And while the will won't die it still feels like this is a burial… of us all. We consume this world like we're alone out there. Once there's nothing left will we still not care? So dead inside, living own realities. Do you think there's time? Maybe, but there is no infinity.
9.
Solastalgia 09:17
The dawn reveals to me a world that's ablaze. Black shrouds cover this realm. A realm that slowly fades. Solastalgia! Where is the forest standing strong for centuries? Solastalgia! Where are the spirits stalking the wilderness? The twilight never came. One god outlived them all. My beloved home only barren desert plains. Mournful and quiet, lost everything of worth. A black sun cloaks the woods in darkness. Black claws and gaping jaws. Thick smoke fills the evening air as moths search for the hidden moon. Solastalgia! Where is the mountain braving storms for centuries? Solastalgia! Where is the wrath, the flame? Where are the hopeful dreams? Hopeful dreams? Denial of beauty. Desert plains. Life. Less.
10.
From my view I see hollow faces falling through the same hell.
11.
Metaphor 04:05
You stole my pure intentions. You are the sickness in between. Let me in, I’ll bury the pain. You taught me to be sad as you. You almost made me take it all. Let me in, I’ll bury the pain. The sickness that you are, a plague that made me starve. Do you think you can show me, how I've come this far? You bend me and you shake me, you beg me then you break me. Let me in, I’ll bury the pain. You made me feel like a sinner. Now you fear you’ll die alone. Let me in, I’ll bury the pain. The sickness that you are, a plague that made me starve. Do you think you can show me how I've come this far? I feel it’s taking over. Everything falls dark. Break me open, the desperate cry. The sickness that you are, a plague that made me starve. Do you think you can show me how I've come this far?

about

The philosophical concept of "Solastalgia" can best be described as a form of emotional or existential distress caused by negatively perceived environmental change. It is also the name of Heretoir's fourth album. With "Solastalgia", the German purveyors of soaring post metal work their way to their innermost core and deliver what is easily their most vulnerable and accessible record to date.
"’Solastalgia’ describes the grief over the loss of the natural world, the environment and our concept of home," the band explains. The very existence of such a term brutally exposes our alienation from this planet – easy prey for these uncompromising analysts of human misery. Heretoir has always been pure emotion. The pain of modern life set to music. And yet the desperate beauty of "Solastalgia" proves to be an unlikely source of comfort.
Just two years on from their stunning full-length "Nightsphere", which was followed by headlining tours through Europe and Latin America and appearances at festival A-listers such as Resurrection Fest, Party-San and Summer Breeze, Heretoir are back with another crushing masterclass in melancholy and world-weariness. The world is getting worse and worse, but Heretoir are at the peak of their creativity. Perhaps there is a coincidence between external and internal factors? "Music is a channel for processing daily experiences. Emotions and words have to come out, otherwise our heads would burst. And as corny as it sounds, this band has a kind of cathartic factor – especially live. Our shows are little islands in the dreary world of everyday life", Nils explains.
Having grown from a solo outlet for David Conrad's musical vision to a tight-knit trio over the years, the current incarnation of Heretoir has proven to be their strongest yet. "It helps the band immensely that the three of us have established good communication and division of roles," says David. "Everyone is involved in songwriting in one way or another and has various other tasks as well." Bonded by the endless contradictions of modern life and the firm belief that empathy is the only thing that can truly keep us safe, the three have created an album so full of life that it can be overwhelming at first.
It hurts. But sometimes it has to.
Blurred tremolo guitars burst into cascading mountains of sublime melody and profound melancholy, harsh cries from the end of the world join mournful vocals, post-rock clouds evaporate against thunderous post (black) metal ferocity. The joint songwriting of David, Matthias and Nils creates a slightly different, new sound for Heretoir. Thus, after exploring their dark and grim side on "Nightsphere", Heretoir have gone in a different direction this time. With some songs dating back to before the release of their third album, they cover a wide range of emotional and heavy music. From Modern Metal to Black Metal to Screamo. "It's definitely an extreme album," the band nods. "It is super heavy, very melodic, very angry and very desperate and the modern parts, which have always had a place in Heretoir, have been strengthened in some songs."
Recorded and mixed by David Deutsch and Justin Felder at 1408 Studio in Hanover, Germany, the band returned to the place where they had already found success with "Wastelands" and "Nightsphere". Why change a working system? After that, "Solastalgia" was mastered by Lasse Lammert of LSD Studio.
Although meant to be listened to in its entirety while simultaneously cursing mankind for all its schizophrenic and suicidal tendencies and worshipping nature for its sublime beauty, a few songs on this album stand out. There's the huge "The Ashen Falls", album opener and breathtaking lead single, inspired by the overwhelming feeling of loneliness one can experience within modern mass society and completed with a voice sample courtesy of Michael Douglas of melodic metal/crust legends Morrow and Fall of Efrafa. Or "You are the Night", a pop song in a metal skin. Or "Season of Grief", a swan song to our lifeline, nature. "This is our tribute to 'The Mantle' by Agalloch and a little nod to Oathbreaker. It's also the second time we hear Matthias singing on a Heretoir song," the band says. Oh, and don't forget to check out their cover of In Flames' stunner "Metaphor".
"Solastalgia" may not be a concept album as such, but it is imbued with a sense of loss. In one way or another, almost all the songs convey feelings of grief, despair or loneliness. Some songs like the title track deal with environmental issues. Others focus more on personal feelings and the challenges of human existence in a rapidly changing world. "Although humanity as a whole is the biggest problem for the entire planet, it is the individual human being that makes life worth living in the first place", the band finds the right words yet again. The new album could be seen as an attempt to deliver an antidote to the paralysing horrors we feel when confronted with the exploitation of people, animals and the environment at an unprecedented rate. "We are currently seeing the most important issue facing the entire species, climate change, suddenly being completely sidelined and artificially created racist narratives gaining prominence around the world."
Listening to "Solastalgia" alone of course doesn't change that. But we do get the empowering feeling that we are not the only ones plagued by these cataclysmic changes that threaten our lives. And that in itself is worth a lot.

Björn Springorum

credits

released September 19, 2025

Heretoir is:
David Conrad, Nils Groth, Matthias Settele, Kevin Storm & Stefan Dietz

All songs and lyrics written by David Conrad, Matthias Settele and Nils Groth.
David Conrad: Vocals and guitars
Matthias Settele: Guitars, bass, flute, deer bones and additional vocals
Nils Groth: Drums and additional vocals

Spoken word sample on “The Ashen Falls” heavily inspired by Marten Ebsen of Turbostaat and narrated by Michael Douglas of Morrow & Fall of Efrafa.
Additional vocals by Adriana Stoiber-Conrad and Justin Felder.
Piano on „Rain“ by Georg Braunbeck. Piano and chimes on „Solastalgia“ by Justin Felder.
"Metaphor" was written by Jesper Strömblad and Björn Gelotte. Lyrics by Anders Fridén. Originally performed by In Flames.

This album was recorded and mixed by David Deutsch and Justin Felder at 1408 Productions, Hannover.
Mastered by Lasse Lammert at LSD Studio.
Artwork by Rudolf Hima.
Layout by Matthias Settele.
Nils plays ICE STIX.
Bandpictures by Anne C. Swallow

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Heretoir is a german post-metal band founded by Eklatanz in 2006.

Devastating realism. Melancholy. Nostalgia. Isolation. Self-reflection.
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