To subscribe or rebel against the idea of a god allows some illusion of control over your situation. The Acacia Strain strips away that illusion on the one-long-track album It Comes In Waves, posing the alternate theory that all gods and “otherworldly, infallible beings” throughout history were never here to help or harm. These “gods” were always the same group of inter-dimensional beings endlessly toying with humanity for their own amusement. Our only sin was giving them names, believing they would listen or even care.
The Acacia Strain is no stranger to horror-based, long-form songs. The closer of their 2014 album Coma Witch, "The Observer," clocked in at under 28 minutes and employed narrative and foley to drive the story forward. It Comes In Waves uses narrative sparingly to make a point, but mostly fleshes out its terror through its diverse music. "Our" breaks necks as it takes a hard turn from distorted choirs to full-speed death metal. "Names" crawls to the end with sludgy doom, occasionally picking its own broken body off the floor to quickly jog through something more uptempo before collapsing back into damaged delirium. Then there's "Only," whose subdued composition hypnotizes the listener before thrusting them into the vast nothingness of "Sin." Paired with the vocal dynamics of Vincent Bennett's black metal rasps, guttural slam growls, and Mike Scheidt-esque yelled cleans, The Acacia Strain sounds like a brand new band with limitless capabilities.