
The burden and liberation of the Giant, through music and lyrics. The story to “Disintegrate” is as aptly as it’s music. We always wanted it to be a duo because of how fluid our jams have always been and this freedom we get when writing for OAK is really one thing that drives us.” “We can have clean guitars, clean vocals, distortion, deep grunts, whispers, slow beats, blast beats, ghost notes and all this glues together nicely.


OAK is a band that allows them to explore a wider range of ideas without losing its identity. It grows organically, almost intuitively. The voice comes from the depths and puts a huge emotional charge on the instrumental, narrating the feelings of a tired colossus that carries the weight of the world’s existence. The result was a very slow, drawn-out sound, with guitar lines that breathe and allow air between notes and chords, while the drums oscillate between minimalist beats, bursts of blast beat and double pedal. Hours on end, the band explored and grew. Once or twice a week OAK created the mood for some intimate and immersive sessions with almost no light and without premade riffs or compositions. The power of the duo was gargantuan from the start and never stopped since. During the writing process of the ‘Unsettling Whispers’ album of Gaerea, the drummer and guitarist found each other in writing more agony-filled riffs, dragging drums and deepen growls. In this current landscape of deathdoom bands, OAK has crowned itself king with their signature sound of dragging earthy growls, deepening despair and atmospheric riffs. Ready to unleash their giant full-length album “Disintegrate”, this giant will never fall. With the birth of their first full-length album “Lone” the band began to take shape and set the base to their existence, like roots breaking concrete.

OAK surfaces, grew, and unveiled its unearthed deep seeded roots. A rumble, the shaking of the ground, the approach of something dark, something new. In the darkness of the earth, all the way up through the barren valleys of the Portuguese Mountains, a deep grunt slowly emerged.
