Rivers of Nihil - The Silent Life (OFFICIAL)

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Rivers of Nihil "The Silent Life" from the album "Where Owls Know My Name".

But "Where Owls Know My Name" represents a massive evolutionary leap for Rivers of Nihil, as different from its predecessors as Homo sapiens are from amoeba. The band - now rounded out by guitarist Jon Topore and drummer Jared Klein - has delivered an album which is often just as punishing as its predecessors while assimilating ingredients from musical genres as varied as electronica, jazz, alternative, folk, and the golden age of Shrapnel Records. The resulting music is indescribably progressive, a multifaceted soundscape that goes beyond the wildest dreams of even the group's most ardent admirers. All bets are off; listeners are simply not prepared for the magnum opus that is "Where Owls Know My Name".

Says Brody Uttley of the offering:
"This record is Rivers of Nihil being exactly who we want to be. Many bands get stuck in a comfortable routine of releasing the same album over and over again. Constantly relying on the same familiar formula may work for some bands, but it does not work for us. Music is art, and art is ever-changing. Without change, there is no progress. Without progress, the very fire that powers art and expression will die. This record is the sound of where we come from, where we are, and where we are going."

Adds Adam Biggs:
"This time around, the lyrics feel a little more personal than on previous albums. The story picks up several millennia after the events of 'Monarchy', where one person still remains alive, chosen by the planet to be the sole intelligent witness of its ultimate fate. But 'Where Owls Know My Name' is less about overarching narrative than our previous albums. The scenario is just a backdrop for the more emotional material we tried to put forth this time around. Ultimately, this is an album about loss, getting older, and reaching a point where death becomes a much more present part of your life."

The Silent Life
Music: Uttley
Lyrics: Biggs

The sun leaves on its own
A simple passage of the days that I have wasted
I feel the summer slipping through
These aging fingers

Compelled to walk upon the same path that I have tread so long
Still nothing changes
A simple passage to a place that I have come to know
I still remember

A better time
When the thoughts that we had connected
Between our open eyes
We say goodbye, to a life that’s been mostly silent,
Erroneously lead.

Strive to complete myself
It seems my work is never truly done.
I see your face, barely through the haze
You see a life, erroneously lead.

There’s hope in younger days
There’s warmth within the past that’s so familiar
I forget just why I came here
I Hope that you remember
Home.

All this time I’ve wasted
In my self-righteous anger
Oh the years I’ve lost
To this profound indifference
I find my direction
A solemn duty owned
Mine, it is mine alone
To watch this world expire

Like machines, we embrace
Cold limbs connect
A silent, errored life
Slipping into oblivion

Lead astray through endless days
Silent now, the words so loud

My mind is drifting out
Between perception of a dream and what is real
Now all I have is lost with you
I hope that you remember

A better time
When the lights were all so candescent
That reached me from the sky
We say goodbye, to a life within dead horizons
Erroneously lead.

Strive to escape myself
It seems my work is never truly done
I see your shape, falter in the wake
Of a life erroneously lead