A proverbial lighthouse in a sea of vacuous pop stars and soundalike bands, Seether stands for passion, authenticity, and genuine connection. Songs like “Words as Weapons,” “Broken,” “Nobody Praying for Me,” and “Fake It” are enduring rock anthems. Weathering the storms of changing trends and an evolving music industry, the group’s evocative songs and melodic hooks rise above the noise. The band’s legacy is set in stone, with more than seven million monthly listeners on Spotify alone.
Five gold and platinum albums and two dozen Billboard Rock Airplay Top 10 hits later, Seether is as vibrant and relevant as ever on their ninth studio record, The Surface Seems So Far. The band remains a mainstage staple at every major rock festival, with a touring history that includes treks with contemporaries like Breaking Benjamin, Avenged Sevenfold, Nickelback, Papa Roach, and more.
The follow-up to 2020’s Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum (which produced three No. 1 songs) finds the Shaun Morgan-fronted rock quartet flexing the creative chops that have kept their Vicennial: 2 Decades of Seether collection on Billboard’s Top Hard Rock Albums chart since it arrived in 2021.
Written in pieces over an 18–month period that also saw the birth of their frontman’s third child, The Surface Seems So Far is unapologetically aggressive, kicking off with the barn-burning “Judas Mind.”
“The album definitely leans heavier than some of the previous ones,” notes Morgan, who says he chose from roughly 21 songs with input from the rest of the band, which includes bassist Dale Stewart, drummer John Humphrey, and guitarist Corey Lowery. “I think this is the first album we’ve done that doesn’t have an acoustic song, which I didn’t realize until we’d finished. I was shocked.”
This isn’t to say the album doesn’t have moments of melancholy, like “Regret.” The record takes many twists and turns, emphasizing catchy hooks and driving bombast. Songs like the chunky but atmospheric “Illusion,” the pulsating “Lost All Control,” the dynamic neo-grunge of “Same Mistakes,” and the moving and immersive “Dead on the Vine” are massive additions to the Seether catalog. Morgan and Seether sound alternately confident and confessional, full of vitriol and vulnerability.
The singer/songwriter proudly draws from the hard rock and grunge that first inspired him as a teen in South Africa, with the unique sonic identity that propelled their gold-certified American debut.
Stewart joined the band’s earliest incarnation less than a year after Morgan put it together. The duo’s Johannesburg-based indie record (under a different name) caught the attention of a more prominent indie label, who helped relocate them to America and released Disclaimer (2002).
Humphrey came on board for the back-to-back platinum albums Disclaimer II (2004) and Karma and Effect (2005), as songs like the platinum “Broken” and gold “Remedy” earned accolades.
Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces (2007), another platinum smash, produced two No. 1 singles, as well as the platinum “Fake It” and their gold-certified cover of Wham!’s “Careless Whisper.”
Following a tour with Nickelback, the band recorded and released Holding onto Strings Better Left to Fray (2011), which they supported as a mainstage act on the Uproar tour with Avenged Sevenfold. The album bowed at No. 2 on the Billboard 200, behind Adele, with 61,000 copies sold during its first week in the US, Seether’s biggest sales number since Karma and Effectdebuted at No. 8 with 82,000 copies. “Country Song” was the most-played Active Rock radio song in 2011, according to Mediabase.
In 2012, the band launched its annual Rise Above Fest, founded to raise awareness for suicide prevention and mental illness. “I lost my brother in 2007 to suicide, and it never gets easier,” Morgan explained at the time. The festival came about as a tribute to Eugene Welgemoed and “anyone who has lost someone. If this festival does something to help one person reconsider the tragic choice of suicide, then it will be the greatest success of my career.” Rise Above partnered with SAVE (Suicide Awareness Voices of Education) to make meaningful charitable contributions toward prevention.
Their first compilation album, Seether: 2002 – 2013, contained 29 tracks, including a cover of the Veruca Salt alt-rock classic “Seether,” which inspired the band’s moniker when they got to the USA.
The band supported their next full-length platter on tour with 3 Doors Down. Loudwire called the gold-certified isolate and medicate (2014) “one of their finest albums.” “Words As Weapons” became their next platinum single, followed by “Same Damn Life” and the gold “Nobody Praying for Me.”
After collaborations with A-list producers over the years like Brendan O’Brien (AC/DC, Pearl Jam, Stone Temple Pilots) and Howard Benson (My Chemical Romance, Daughtry, Three Days Grace), Morgan took on the producing reins himself with Poison the Parish (2017). The incredibly well-received album began a working relationship with Matt Hyde (Deftones, Slayer, Monster Magnet), who engineered and mixed by Poison the Parish and its follow-up, Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum (2020).
The latter album introduced lead guitarist Lowery, who came on board with Seether in 2019. “Corey has also assisted engineering on some stuff, too. He’s got a vast knowledge,” Morgan explains.
“We worked with a lot of producers. Brendan was one of my favorites. He’s awesome, and I learned a lot from him,” he continued. “Working with him instilled more confidence in me as a songwriter. He worked fast, too. I took a lot of things I learned from him and applied them to these records.”
Thanks to “Dangerous” and “Bruised and Bloodied,” Morgan topped Billboard’s then-new Hard Rock Songwriters chart. He was only the second artist to do so (succeeding Godsmack’s Sully Erna). The Vicennial – 2 Decades of Seether collection began its lengthy run on the charts in 2021. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame added the band to their “Right Here Right Now” exhibitthe same year.
Veteran producer Hyde’s involvement as engineer and mixer continued with The Surface Seems So Far, with Morgan growing even more comfortable sitting in the main chair in the producer role himself. “It’s been nice. I write the songs from scratch, so when it’s time to record, I’ve already gone through all the preproduction, the rewrites, and the melody variations. It’s very self-contained.”
Beyond the creative fulfillment of the recording sessions in Nashville, Tennessee, the most essential element of Seether remains the live performance. In an era filled with overt and covert fakery to reproduce the perfected sounds of albums, Seether takes pride in throwing down old-school.
“I have a lot of disdain for the bands that get up there and pretend. But there are more independent musicians writing their own music and playing it live,” Morgan observes optimistically.
Morgan’s outlook on live performance makes for a succinct summary of Seether’s ethos from the start, onstage and off: “If you’re not representing yourself authentically, I have no interest in it.”
Produced by Shaun Morgan
Recorded by Matt Hyde at Blackbird Studio and Dark Horse Recording
2nd Engineer: Corey Lowery
Mixed by Matt Hyde at The Castle
Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound
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All songs written by Shaun Morgan.
Published by Bike Music (BMI) obo itself and Kill Me Now Music (BMI) c/o Concord Music Publishing.
Seether:
Shaun Morgan – lead vocals/guitars
Dale Stewart – bass
John Humphrey – drums
Corey Lowery – guitars/vocals
Seether Thanks: Thank You.
Shaun: Shaun Thank’s – My family, Jordan, Lily, and Kylur – I love you and can’t do this without you. My professional team for keeping the train on the tracks. Dale, Johnny and Corey – my brothers. Special thank you to all the fans around the world! Shaun currently uses Music Man guitars, Ernie Ball Strings and Mesa Boogie amplifiers.
Dale: I’d like to thank Michelle, Olivia and Aston. Mom and Dad. Leigh, Katy and Charlie. My band mates. Too many friends to list and everyone involved in making this all possible.
John: Jennifer, Jaxon and Jett. Bill Ludwig, Jeff ”Sib” Weisbender & everyone @ WFLIII Drums, Larry Maples @ O.D.T., Steve Lobmeier @ Evans Heads, Vic Firth, Chris Stankee @ Sabian Cymbals and Rick Hughes @ Gator Cases. Terry Doty, Matt Hyde, Diony Supelveda, Ian Gainer, “Pee Paw”, our amazing crew, our many dedicated fans and to my brothers in music: Shaun, Dale & Corey.
Corey: God, my wife Lisa and daughter Sloane. My band of brothers – it is a privilege. Our loyal crew you know who you are. Diony and Management. Matt and the label. Our amazing fans for their continuous support.
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1. JUDAS MIND
It seems you believe in the words as tokens
Your heart still succumbs to the fear unspoken
And some, I know, are filled with courage
But most, I know, will not be chosen
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
Know that truth can’t fail us – can’t enslave us
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
Know that truth can’t fail us – can’t enslave
In dreams we escape to a world unbroken
And those whom we hate will become awoken
And some, I hope, will die as martyrs
But most ovine souls will end in slaughter
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
Know that truth can’t fail us – can’t enslave us
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
Know that truth can’t fail us – you can’t
Shut your eyes (as you surround me with pain)
Judas mind (as you betray me again)
Take your time (as you surround me with pain)
Judas mind (as you betray me again)
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
(Tell me it’s okay, tell me it’s alright, lead me to shelter, black out the sunlight)
Know that truth can’t fail us – can’t enslave us
But don’t feel afraid as the storm blows this way
(Tell me it’s okay, tell me it’s alright, lead me to shelter, black out the sunlight)
Know that truth can’t fail us – you can’t
Shut your eyes (as you surround me with pain)
Judas mind (as you betray me again)
Take your time (as you surround me with pain)
Judas mind (as you betray me again)
2. ILLUSION
(Pronounce me a killer then drown me in shame)
Well you reek of delusion, regret is clouding your brain
Now you reap the pollution that’s been sown in your veins
You create the illusion, desecrate all the faith left in my mind
You create the confusion, then erase all these sound intentions
You embrace the infusion to keep the sickness detained (Fuck that shit)
Propogate the obsession that feeds the rabid ordained
You create the illusion, desecrate all the faith left in my mind
You create the confusion, desecrate all the well-intended signs
Did you have to heed the killers?
Why? How could you fall for the lies?
You create the illusion, desecrate all the faith left in my mind
You create the confusion, then erase all these sound intentions
Why? Why?
3. BENEATH THE VEIL
Elation eludes me always, an empty shell within
Salvation can leave me open but where do I begin?
I find that this heart grows colder, shallow breathing in
Damnation will cure the hunger crawling on your skin
I noticed blood upon your pillow
I seek the will to be alive (I doubt that I’ll find it)
Beneath the veil another broken person
Stagnation will hold you over until the bitter end
Sedation will hold you closer, become your only friend
I find when the mind gets bolder it only makes you bend
That demon who’s on your shoulder waiting to expend
I noticed blood upon your pillow
I seek the will to be alive (I doubt that I’ll find it)
Beneath the veil another broken person
I need to keep the pain inside (that’s where I hide it)
I bleed the vein to cleanse the sacred poison
Well now I’m dying to know
Why do those bruises still show?
Well now I’m dying to know
I noticed blood upon your pillow
The kind you can’t even explain away
I seek the will to be alive (I doubt that I’ll find it)
Beneath the veil another broken person
I need to keep the pain inside (that’s where I hide it)
I bleed the vein to cleanse the sacred poison
Sacred poison
Sacred poison
4. SEMBLANCE OF ME
Well I guess I make you nervous, and I’d probably feel the same
In the end it serves a purpose – I’m just a moth to the flame
When a scratch becomes a lesion I like to turn the eye that’s blind
You create a better version of me but oh, it’s all a lie
I succumb to the feelings that I’ve never owned
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I’m peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
An imitation of a person, who’s never sure who they should be
Well maybe I can use this version and be, become a semblance of me
Time to smear the wounds with ointment, wrap the bandage nice and tight
Then embrace the disappointment that was stolen from a child
I succumb to the feelings that I’ve never owned
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I’m peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
It’s always the same
I’ll just fucking break this
I’ll just fucking break this
I’ll just fucking break this
I’ll just fucking break this
I’ll just fucking break this
I succumb to the feelings that I’ve never owned
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I’m peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
I succumb to the feelings that I’ve never owned
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I’m peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
5. WALLS COME DOWN
I still remember the day that you entered my world
Filled with splendor, a light in the darkness unfurled
Well I figured it out, the louder they shout, the more I fall
I’m reliving it now, the essence of how I’ll lose this all
So take this doubt and grant me something more
I won ‘t last without a reason to endure
For now and ever, I can’t help but get in my way
I feel the pressure, the imminent cloud of dismay
Well the quicker I find a peace in my mind, then I’ll feel sane
But the thicker the grime, the deeper the shine I can’t reclaim
So take this doubt and grant me something more
I won ‘t last without a reason to endure
Don’t mistake me now for an empty shell, unsure
When the walls come down we’re left with something pure
I still remember the day that you entered my world
Filled with splendor, a light in the darkness unfurled
Well I figured it out, the louder they shout, the more I fall
I’m reliving it now, the essence of how I’ll lose this all
So take this doubt and grant me something more
I won ‘t last without a reason to endure
Don’t mistake me now for an empty shell, unsure
When the walls come down we’re left with something pure
No we don’t belong out here
No we don’t belong out here
No we don’t belong out here
No we don’t belong out here
6. TRY TO HEAL
It always works out the same, I’m never in on the game
And no one’s held to account for their part in the blame
So hold me down, hands on my throat – declare your love then choke me out
It’s all my fault, I should have known how to make you feel better
It’s making so much sense to me now
It’s tragic ’cause it felt to real
This ending is it’s own beginning
Now I can finally try to heal
And all throughout this embrace you smile then spit in my face
Although I want to believe I know words are in vain
So hold me now and whisper lies – just stay a while? I’d rather die
It’s all my fault, I know I’ve shown that I’m just dead inside
It’s making so much sense to me now
It’s tragic ’cause it felt to real
This ending is it’s own beginning
Now I can finally try to heal
Now this is just an epitaph and you won’t ever own me
‘Cause I have been to hell and back with a pocket full of posies
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
It’s making so much sense to me now
It’s tragic ’cause it felt to real
This ending is it’s own beginning
Now I can finally try to heal
It’s making so much sense to me now
It’s tragic ’cause it felt to real
This ending is it’s own beginning
Now I can finally try to heal
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
7. PAINT THE WORLD
Those cold eyes make me shiver – they mould minds to ruin their lives
Oh no we can’t let them decide the age of consent for pedicide
(Here comes the schism)
We’re never given a say (as they paint the world with lies)
Their sickness out on display (they don’t feel the need to hide)
Throw them into the river with a stone tied around their necks
Oh, what a bunch of parasites safe in the towers where the hide
(Here come the schism)
We’re never given a say (as they paint the world with lies)
Their sickness out on display (they don’t feel the need to hide)
Until we’re making them pay (remove the scales from your eyes)
Now we covet the day (when the bones will feed the flies)
It’s about to get loud, and you’re all disavowed
I’m about to expound – I’m taking every one of you down, down
We flow like the wind in the heather, we live where the sun don’t shine
We know how to maim the abettors, we know how to cull the swine
We flow like the wind in the heather, we live where the sun don’t shine
We know how to maim the abettors, we know how to cull the swine
We’re never given a say (as they paint the world with lies)
Their sickness out on display (they don’t feel the need to hide)
Until we’re making them pay (remove the scales from your eyes)
Now we covet the day (when the bones will feed the flies)
We’re never given a say (as they paint the world with lies)
Their sickness out on display (they don’t feel the need to hide)
Until we’re making them pay (remove the scales from your eyes)
Now we covet the day (when the bones will feed the flies)
8. SAME MISTAKES
You make me feel like the failure I’ve become
You’re breaking a fever while shutting out the sun
Beneath the heel I feel like a broken little boy
Beneath the heel I feel like there’s nothing to enjoy
But don’t it always come to pass that all we know ain’t real?
Don’t it always seem to lack when the ending is revealed?
Now I keep making the same mistakes again and losing all by myself
I keep making the same mistakes again, the world left without me
The teeth I show are meant to warn off enemies
The teeth I show are meant to scare them – make them flee
But don’t it always come to pass that all the hate you feel
Is centered on the ones you care for, the ones who make you kneel
Now I keep making the same mistakes again and losing all by myself
I keep making the same mistakes again, the world left without me
Now I keep taking the same escape again, abusing my mental health
I keep taking the same escape again, good reason to doubt me
Now I keep making the same mistakes again
Now I keep making the same mistakes again
Now I keep making the same mistakes again and losing all by myself
I keep making the same mistakes again, the world left without me
Now I keep taking the same escape again, abusing my mental health
I keep taking the same escape again, good reason to doubt me
(And losing all by myself)
9. LOST ALL CONTROL
Speak your mind. Oh, you’re no friend of mine.
Feast your eyes on poor helpless concubine
What have I done to myself?
What have I done to myself?
Now I’m alone and it feels like I’ve lost all control
I need to go home and salvage what’s left of my soul
Reveal your guise, oh, you’re so serpentine
I feel reviled, it seems it’s all by design
What have I done to myself?
Now I’m alone and it feels like I’ve lost all control
I need to go home and salvage what’s left of my soul
These waves they keep crashing around me
The pain weaves a broken symphony
This rage has taken hold of me
The pain won’t let me let go of myself
Now I’m alone and it feels like I’ve lost all control
I need to go home and salvage what’s left of my soul
Now I’m alone and it feels like I’ve lost all control
10. DEAD ON THE VINE
I have to endure assaults on my mind or wither away and then die on the vine
I used to be pure, I used to be kind, but now all I feel is a hatred inside
I like it before, I hate it this time, I felt like the worm on the end of the line
This moment is fitting, so goddamn divine and now I’m a broken vessel
So who gets to shake me now
Oh who gets to cut me down
Oh who gets to break me then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow, oh
No I don’t deserve the things that feel good, and I don’t behave in the way that I should
These lessons were learned and kept from childhood, emotionally stunted – I fell where I stood
I tried it before and failed it this time – I felt like a coward that’s missing a spine
This moment is fleeting, no love for myself, and I’m the unspoken asshole
So who gets to shake me now
Oh who gets to cut me down
Oh who gets to break me then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow, oh
Who gets to shake me now
Well who gets to cut me down
Oh who gets to break me then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
Who gets to shake me now
Oh who gets to cut me down
Oh who gets to break me then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
So who gets to shake me now
(Why do you keep me down?)
Oh who gets to cut me down
(Why do you keep me down?)
Oh who gets to break me then pillage and rape me
Then leave me alive somehow
(Why do you keep me down?)
Down.
11. REGRET
I still remember your name, the sound of your voice, the smell of your clothes
I know that things aren’t the same but given the choice I wish that you’d froze
Well it’s always the blame, it seems to rejoice whenever I’m low
I know that these are the ways to keep out the noise when my mind slows
So don’t, don’t make me come home yet
Let me steep in my regret – I’ve seen the ways that love can pass for hate
I still remember the pain, it follows me close, wherever I go
I stow the feelings away and try to compose whatever I show
Well it’s always the same and everyone knows what’s written on my stone
I know that these are the days, it’s starting to show, I’ve never quite flown
So don’t, don’t make me come home yet
Let me steep in my regret – I’ve seen the ways that love can pass for hate
I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of the pain
I’m sick of the shame
I’m sick of the shame
I’m sick of the shame
I’m sick of the shame
I’m sick of it
So don’t, don’t make me come home yet
Let me steep in my regret – I’ve seen the ways that love can pass for hate
So don’t, please don’t let me forget, how I played with ill intent
I’ve been the reason love has passed for hate
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