I should mention that the band has more than likened themselves to Anasarca and Ethel Meserve, so make your own conclusion based on your personal listening history. If I were to strip it down, I would mention things like clean groovin' guitars, bouncy passages, crazy noodling and serene interludes. Not only is this style of music very complex and beautiful, but it managed to separate itself from the generic and sterile 'body' of music, and created something entirely new and exciting. The instrumental section of SAETIA is something not be overlooked. Check out a very personal interview with him HERE about his past and where he is now. His lyrics were poetic and dark, with a flair for the dramatic and a honed focus on Greek and Roman mythology. The vocals drip with so much emotion that I would not have been surprised to see him start sobbing mid-song while performing - although I'm sure this wasn't the case. For the vast majority of the songs, Billy is simply wailing and screaming away (sometimes very incomprehensibly) and can he can most certainly sound very banshee-esque. To be honest, both sides have compelling arguments.īilly Werner, in many ways, gave his voice (willingly or not) to the bible of screamo back in 1997 and many enthusiasts still hear him in their heads, moaning lines such as, "there is no happy here", "spine, thigh and breast" and "closed hands and open arms hold nothing". I would say that most people who have heard SAETIA generally gravitate towards loving the shit out of them or complaining about the noise and ridiculous high-pitched screaming. They almost single-handedly spawned the genre by accident.
SAETIA has to be 'the' band when talking about the rise in popularity of the screamo genre. Related artists: Hot Cross, Aim Of Conrad, The Fiction, Off Minor, Olde Ghost, Iselia, Interpol.įor fans of: Anasarca, Ethel Meserve, Off Minor, Fall of Troy, The Pine, La Quiete, Hot Cross, City of Caterpillar and La Dispute. it was the best possible way I could have goodbye to a friend.This post's artist is from the May 2013 Mix, this is track #16. He was leaving to go back to Alaska and we knew we wouldn't see eachother for a while. At the end of the night we said our goodbye's. We visited, talked, drank, and spent time finding out what eachother had been doing as of late. I was lucky enough to get to see Nick the last night he was alive. It hit me then how much he had grown and just how many lives he had touched. People from all walks of life came to pay there respects. Soon car load after car load of people appeared. At first only a few people gathered in the little cove where, everyday, Nick walked his dog. The sun tiredly surrendered and hid behind the mountain peaks. It had been raining for 24 hours and the clouds stayed close to the ground. Here is a paraphrased retelling of that day from a friend who was there. A celebration took place and people gathered, sang songs, told stories and remebered Nick in whatever way they saw fit. There was a formal viewing for family and friends before he was cremated and his ashes made there way back to Alaska He was laid to rest in a place that he visited daily. Nick died in Naples, Florida on December 6th, 2007.
But i'm glad he actually got to feel at home, even if it was only for a short time. And in Classic Nick Fashion, he passed away when things were finally looking up for him. He had found something that I still haven't. All the negativity of being stagnant for years, floating around from place ti place was washed away. The only thing that was different is that the last time I saw Nick he was happy.
But even though in the last few years Nick was alive, we only talked a few times a year, when we did, it was just like when we lived in the same town. Alaska is just about as different and as far away from Florida as you can get. "We ended up on opposite sides of the country, in many senses of the word.
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