The waters were warm, shallow, and nourishing, the kind of place where prehistoric life formed. Modern microscopic images of bacterial fossils from this area depict the haunted, fractal skeletons of Jurassic beasts more alien to us than the arcane life in the cosmos.
These ancient creatures of the prairies preserved through time in the rock bed under our feet are an immortal reminder that to live on the prairies is to live at the beginning of time.
This idea of eternity is at the heart of Winnipeg-based band Holy Void. The psychedelic rock outfit’s new album, All Will Be Revealed In Time, is a frantic yet measured voyage into the depths of perpetuity.
Through heavy distortion, experimental string arrangements and supernatural lyrics, Holy Void’s sophomore record absorbs the dark fragility of human ideology and bluntly reflects it back onto us. Michael Henderson-Castle and Danny Hacking, two of the group’s six members, shared with RANGE how their distinct feelings of space and time rest within the album’s pathos.
For Henderson-Castle, that comes from a “totally haunted” house he lived in for a brief time just before this decade began. Between the out-of-tune piano and “a bunch of weird old artists’ crap in the backyard,” Henderson-Castle says that place had a character and feeling to it that he tried to tie into his songs.
To Hacking, the pressures of time within the isolation of the early 2020s collided with his impatience for wanting these songs (some of which were written five years ago) released into the world.
“Everything just took so long, because I guess the pandemic was two years, and then we’re all in our thirties and had to have, like, adult lives,” he says.
Since Holy Void’s 2019 debut LP Naught, the band has added some new members, notably Mirina Van Der Veen on violin and Rob Knaggs on cello, turning the band into a sextet.
By introducing classical instruments into the chaos of psychedelia, the band is able to push their sonics to their furthest reaches, intentionally sabotaging what we’ve come to expect from heavy psych-rock groups.
“I don’t think anybody in the band is super into long egotistical guitar solos or that kind of thing. Which can be fun, and there’s a place for that,” Henderson-Castle says. “What we’re trying to do is create something cohesive where everybody’s contributing something equally, and then it lifts the whole thing up.”
“A six-person democracy is what we’ve been referring to ourselves [as],” adds Hacking.
That dedication to balance, in some strange way, makes All Will Be Revealed In Time feel uncoordinated yet completely cohesive in its endless curiosity. This is in part thanks to audio engineer, producer, and Holy Void member Grant Trippel’s meticulous attention to the record’s immense sound.
The gothic “The Restless” fits as the soundtrack to a party for medieval villagers after they finish burning witches at the stake, and Kyle Loewen’s thunderous drumming on “Love” marches to the dissonant chimes of the song’s catchy refrain.
“Dead” features panicked, reverberating screams announcing the arrival of a captivating stoner-rock guitar riff, as the hypnotic rhythm section stomps its way into a graveyard of the undead.
With lyrics alluding to drinking God’s blood and pondering the implications of free will, the band settles on the timeless universal aphorism: death. “Pain is everlasting,” drones Hacking in the second verse. It’s sickening and diabolical yet endlessly fun.
“It’s fairly simple, straightforward, but we really try to make the whole thing evolve over the course of the song. Like, go from one emotion to another or just build an intensity somehow to sweep you away,” says Henderson-Castle.
Whether it be the psychoactive-induced 12-hour-long freak-out jam sessions in the mountains or Hacking’s desire for “needlessly cryptic” themes, All Will Be Revealed In Time deals in the corridors of esoteric mysticism.
Inspired by cults like Heaven’s Gate and the world of Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, Hacking says “A lot of it’s just trying to make sense of why people believe the things they do.”

Henderson-Castle continues, “It’s fascinating how easy it is for people to lose touch with reality and go down these rabbit holes of worshiping a leader and then just completely abandoning all these signs of reality.”
Much like the cults Hacking and Henderson-Castle reference, the nine tracks on All Will Be Revealed In Time work to detach the listener from any form of material connection to the real world, a forced surrender to its imposing power.
The intentional nihilism of the album presents the cyclical nature of human insecurity as routines we practice time and again. Like daily devotions, we are forever dedicated to missteps and misunderstandings of who we are.
But we shouldn’t be surprised by the absence of hope with this band. It’s right in their name: Holy Void, or in other words, empty of all things sacred. With All Will Be Revealed In Time, they have eternally condemned themselves, you, and me to divine desolation.
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