“Circle of Doubt” by Rosetta West sounds like a fever dream drifting through a smoky basement bar where mysticism meets blues rock and refuses to leave. The guitar kicks things off with this smug, looping riff that immediately pulls you into its haze, like the first step in some strange ritual you didn’t know you signed up for. Cymbals shimmer around the edges, and then Joseph Demagore’s voice creeps in, breathy, thick, and haunting. There’s something trance-like in the way he sings, each line circling back into itself, building this slow, spiritual tension like a mantra gone rogue.
You can almost feel the weight of the “epic spiritual battle” the lyrics hint at, and there’s this sense of struggle laced through every word, like he’s clawing his way through the fog trying to break free. The trippy soloing in the background sounds like it’s reaching for something higher, but never quite escaping the gravity of the track’s smoky blues core. It’s all very Beltane-coded too—fire, darkness, rebirth, and the dizzying spin of trying to find your center in the middle of chaos.
Flip to the B-side, and “The God Who Made Me Cry” keeps that heavy vibe rolling. Guitars strum like thunder, percussion glitters, and Demagore’s voice transforms into something richer and more grounded, as if he’s pulling you close. There’s a folksy charm beneath all the grit that makes the song feel like an old tale passed down, only now it comes wrapped in distortion and shadows.
Rosetta West is doing what few can—channeling blues, psychedelia, and spiritual angst into something that feels ancient and new all at once. “Circle of Doubt” is a spell you can check out on Spotify.
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