Survived two fucking plane crashes. ‘Ard.
So. Bands break up. It sucks, but that’s the way of things. For most of them, the reason is pure and simple; on some level, they suck. Whether it’s only a little, or harder than a $20 hooker, it doesn’t matter; the world doesn’t lose a whole bunch. The members go on with their lives, and probably go on to make a greater impact in other areas of society. Like going on Big Brother.
Then there are bands that are forced into submission for other reasons: money, conflict – both personal and artistic – or sometimes the fanbase only comes after they’re long gone.
This is a chronicle of those bands. Most you will not have heard of, for the very reason that they’re not even around to promote themselves any more. But trust me, they are bands that you really really should have heard of.
This week: Kill Sadie
Who Sadie is, and why she should be killed, I have no idea. In the grand scheme of things I don’t think it’s that important; no criminal murder charges have ever been levelled against any of the members (to my knowledge), so either she’s fictional, or they got away with it…
Hailing from the same city that more recently bore Heavy Blog favourites Iron Thrones, Minneapolis’s own Kill Sadie brought less of the crushing metal riffery and more of the furious punky post-hardcore attitude to the table.
They put out a fair number of records, but the only one I’ve ever been able to get my hands on (bar the odd track here and there) was their 2001 LP Experiments in Expectation, and I’m pretty sure it’s their best known.
01. The Ivy League Donor (Prescription Epidemic)
02. The Laugh Track for Contemporary Music
03. Rebirth Through Adaptation
04. Erf (The Place You Live)
05. The Quieting/Function of Mouth
06.The Surgeon’s Muse
07. Untitled Number Three Hundred and Three
08. The Cocktail Party Effect
09. A Ride in the Contrifuge
10. An Antiquated Bluff
Post-hardcore is easy to fuck up. Wearing tight trousers and yelping like a dog does not make you Cedric Bixler-Zavala. Luckily for Kill Sadie, Steve Snere was more than man enough for the task, and the passionate, unflashy and almost lo-fi approach to their music completed the set. Whilst often fairly mellow, you could never mistake them for anything other than what they were – punk as a three-foot blue mohawk.
In the end I believe it was the inability to keep a solid line-up that forced the band to split and go their serperate ways. The post-Sadie projects are wide and varied. Considering the frequency of membership rotation, this is perhaps to be expected, but not neccessarily with the quality that there is. Founding and sole drummer Erin Tate went on to found Minus the Bear with one-time bassist Cory Murchy, and vocalist Steve Snere went on to These Arms Are Snakes (both of which feature ex-members of Botch!). Other projects have included Askeleton, Pretty Girls Make Graves and Jaguar Love. Plenty to check out there!
Until next week childs.