Sadie Hell

Sadie Hell

 Ottawa, Ontario, CAN
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Not quite indie rock, and not quite punk rock...

Biography

The music of Sadie Hell is rather hard to describe...

"Coming from the focused energy of punk, it was as if a musical atom were split: an intricate explosion of sounds, some mellow, some raucous, some stunningly gorgeous - but all blending together to make a majestic record." ~ February 2010, NxEW

"an ambitious album of such varied sounds and textures, all of them underscored with ardent, almost plaintive vocals and a driven approach to craft, that to classify the music would do a disservice to the band's willingness to explore a diversity of approaches." ~ February 2010, Hour

"riotous orchestration and roller coaster progression" "Attempting to describe Sadie Hell's sound concisely is like trying to put a cream puff through a key-hole." ~ February 2010, 24 Hours

"easy-to-listen-to but hard-to-classify" ~ December 2009, Ottawa Sun

Please listen to our album yourself on the CBC Radio 3 Website (http://radio3.cbc.ca/play/band/Sadie-Hell) and form your own conclusions!

The band is lead by singer/songwriter Ben Welland. Live performances* (and the band's recordings**) are often rounded out by an intentionally revolving door of both classically trained and rock musicians including current members of The Acorn**, The Balconies*, Hilotrons**, NOW*, Rich Aucoin**, Politique*, Glenn Nuotio*, Hellbros*, May-Jun*, (as well as ex-members of) Clock Strikes Music*, As The Poets Affirm*, Jetplanes of Abraham*, and For the Mathematics*.

Lyrics

Live The Evolution

Written By: Ben Welland

In hurt, I think of all the ladder-climbing goals that humans... Share with me a life, a mirror, don't play dumb, debate with me the times. My fear is substantiated. Let's look back and just be glad we made it at all. I grew a whitehead so big I thought it might take away my... Face my fear of getting older… Can't begin this argument again! Again... Again, again. My fear is substantiated. Let's look back and just be glad we made it at all. This is the last time I'll see you on Saturday. This is the last time I'll see you… This is the last time I'll see you on Saturday. This is the last time, the last time...

Pedestrians

Written By: Ben Welland/Cindy Olberg

The boy's painted legs… Legs? The best jeans say made. Say made? Made in Sri Lanka. Have you ever been? Been to Sri Lanka? Only... Every time you walk in your walk-in closet… Turns out your ass has been all over the third world. Blue vending machines on every other level. I want to scream don't drink. Don't drink… Don't drink, don't drink! Don't drink… Don't drink, don't drink! Don't drink the water. Hip hop blaring upstairs. Pedestrians are driving chairs. Hip hop blaring upstairs. Pedestrians are driving chairs. Chairs? Please allow me to be a little more deliberate as I… I deliberate, and liberate a young mind from the coal mine. Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel... Yeah, we're all... Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all... Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're All! Yeah, we're all… Yeah, we're all Pedestrians.

Onward, Hop!

Written By: Ben Welland

There are people left behind in the wake of what seemed a good idea at the time. But surely I'm not… Surely I'm not the only flaw in the equation. If I could weed me out… If I could weed me out I can sense danger, I can see clearer… Clearer? Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully (fully). You fell down… Fall down! You fell down Razza… You could set your clock to him, but he would never stop. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Onward, Hop! Fall down, lead gracefully. Yeah… Onward, Hop! Onward, Hop! Onward, Hop! Onward, Hop!

Sadie Hell

Written By: Ben Welland

Oh, the wake looks nice. All the wakeless nights! Daddy might have thrown him away. A face only a mother could say I love you dear, and though you're queer that don't change a thing. Not a thing? Not a... Oh, the wake looks nice. All the wakeless nights. Nights! Said he wants to die. Oh, told me late last night… Something gone awry. Said he wants to die. Oh, broken down all tattered, nothing mattered… Instead he wants to die. Sadie wrote a letter to God and wondered why he never replied. By twelve years old something took hold of her tiny hand… Such a darling girl… Here, try on your grandmother's pearls. They come in black? What a thing to ask... No child, they're meant to go with your wedding dress. Wedding dress? But the marks on her wrist came back... Oh, the wake looks nice. All the wakeless nights. Nights! Sadie wants to die. Oh, told me late last night, something gone awry. Sadie wants to die. Oh, broken down all tattered, nothing mattered... And Sadie wants to die. The home is where the heartache began. Cause children really don't understand. The things that you said forever tainted.

The Queen of Babylon

Written By: Ben Welland/Colleen Johnson

Who's that blonde girl with the radiating smile? I think I heard she's... I heard she's a little impenetrable, the queen of Babylon. Belligerent, and rambled on... Something about blue? A blueberry morning. But not for you. For you? For you? For you! I'm naked and I'm walking around. I'm naked and I'm walking around.

Discography

Sadie Hell (full length LP+CD)
Jan 2nd, 2010 / Independent

The Our Power Solar Music Compilation (CD)
Nov 22nd, 2006 / Zunior

Set List

45 min / 1 hour

The Queen of Babylon
Pedestrians
Live The Evolution
Hoarfrost
In The Fold
(Dare I Say?) Run
Sadie Hell
Stir In The Wings
Onward, Hop!
The Wolf Can

The only cover we ever play is a cello and guitar version of "Asshole TV" by Vancouver punk band Gob.