Back in 2009 singer/songwriter Aleah Starbridge and guitarist/composer Juha Raivio met when Aleah recorded her vocals for the song Lights On The Lake (Horror, Part III) from the album New Moon of Finnish Doom/Death metallers Swallow The Sun. Two highly creative musicians, artists, soulmates, meant for each other. Out of this partnership TREES OF ETERNITY was born.
Started as an acoustic project it sprouted into a full band, releasing the demo Black Ocean in 2013. Right after the band worked for three years on the debut, so tragically cut short when Aleah passed away during the album's final post-production phase.

TREES OF ETERNITY and Hour Of The Nightingale are now meant to be the swansong, the legacy of Aleah Liane Stanbridge, this wonderful poet, artistic soul and stunning singer. Much more, both, band and album, were dedicated to her right from the beginning. To her and her ethereal voice that dominates this record all the time.
And now, in hindsight, Hour Of The Nightingale appears to be like a gloomy prevision. An album lyrically filled with sorrow, desperation, death and loss, filled with A Million Tears and the dark shadows of being that reaches out its long cold fingers to clench the future.
Musically TREES OF ETERNITY ain’t that far away from Juhas main band Swallow The Sun. His guitar work is distinctive and shines on this record next to Aleahs voice. Hour Of The Nightingale is less heavy and with a dark Alternative touch as one might know from British band Antimatter, most noticeable at the opener My Requiem and following Eye Of Night. Interestingly Condemned To Silence does not sound like Antimatter at all, although Mick Moss is singing here in duet with Aleah. And he is not the only one. Also Nick Holmes of Paradise Lost lends his voice, to the closer Gallows Bird.

Hour Of The Nightingale is a wonderful piece of music, a gem, tragically beautiful. It might not be a musical milestone but, as the legacy as it is, it remains invulnerable.
Rest in peace dear Aleah. May your soul shine bright in the night's sky and give comfort to all those loving you.

Too late you're calling out my name
To raise me up out of my grave
Alive in memory I'll stay
If you shun these waters where I lay