Hey everyone, Andy Synn here.
I’m sure, by now, you’ve all seen/heard the awful news about Trevor Strnad.
And while I’m not usually one for hero worship, nor am I a fan of overly-performative emotional outbursts, I felt like I needed to write and share a few things to acknowledge his passing.
Because, whether or not you were a fan of his band, he was a huge part of our scene and touched a lot of lives in his all too brief time on this earth. And all of us here at NCS are saddened by his loss.
It was just over a year ago that I last wrote one of these “in memoriam” posts mourning the death of legendary Entombed frontman LG Petrov, an event which still resonates throughout the Metal world even now.
And while Strnad‘s death will undoubtedly leave a similar hole in the scene – just a quick glance online will show you how much he was loved and respected, both by the band’s fans and by his peers – the manner of his passing makes this particular death even more of a shock.
Look, I don’t know the details… nor do I need to. What I know is that this was a human being, one who spent a lot of his life championing the music and the genre(s) that he loved – although, ironically, considering I’m the one who has settled down to write this obituary for The Obituarist, he didn’t seem to like my band at all – and now he’s gone, and a lot of people out there are going to be struggling to process exactly what that means.
While I/we have written about The Black Dahlia Murder a lot here at NCS over the years (we’re all big fans, even if we disagree about what the band’s best album is) I only actually met Trevor the once, many years ago, after a show they played in Manchester, where we spent a good amount of time chatting about life in general and our shared love of Metal – he was, effectively, a walking, talking Encyclopaedia Metallum – and had a good laugh about people calling the band “Metalcore” or “Deathcore” or accusing them of just ripping off At The Gates when, to paraphrase the man himself, “no-one ever talks about how much we rip-off Dissection too!”.
And from what I’ve seen, and what I’ve been told, he was still that same guy right up until the end – friendly, humble, and endlessly effusive about other bands (far more than he ever was about his own) – even if, as he acknowledged just last year, he often found himself struggling to live up to the “persona” that had been built around him over the years.
I truly can’t imagine what his band-mates, his friends, and his family are going through right now. As shocked and devastated as the band’s fans must be it will be so, so much worse for those who were truly close to him.
So, please, if you’re reading this, make sure to check in on your friends now and then. You can never be sure what they’re going through, even if they have a smile on their face.
And, if you’re struggling, don’t be afraid or ashamed to reach out. There’s always someone out there willing to listen, willing to help, even if it doesn’t always seem like it.
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