If the single ‘Circle of Doubt’ was a descent into shadow, a blues incantation muttered between this world and the next, then the accompanying video is its visual séance, summoning the ghosts that live inside the song’s looping trance.
Opening with a slow zoom on the droning guitar figure that anchors the track, the video sets its intimate and eerie tone immediately. There’s no attempt at polish or spectacle here. Instead, Rosetta West leans fully into their own mythology, layering glitch-laden graveyard shots, static-scarred gig posters, and images that mimic the song’s endless internal spiral.
We see frontman Joseph Demagore among headstones, as if communing with the past or confronting it. The flickering cuts between the band’s live footage and archival ephemera feel less like a highlight reel and more like pieces of a broken ritual, scattered and then reassembled.
The visuals move into Circle of Doubt’s central paradox of motion without escape. The circling shots and looping edits aren’t about moving forward, they’re about orbiting something unresolved. There’s a claustrophobia here, even in the wide shots, as if the lens itself is trapped in the same looping groove as the guitars.
The real genius, though, is in how the band refuses to explain too much. Where others might have reached for metaphor with a heavy hand, Rosetta West lets the symbolism bleed in slowly. The spectral cuts, the unseen drummer (always the band’s most elusive figure), they all feed into the project’s ongoing narrative: one foot in the earth, one in the ether.
Rosetta West artistry remains raw, scrappy, and unshakably sincere. This video, like the track itself, refuses to be consumed passively. It demands stillness, focus, and maybe even a little faith in the unknown.
