BETTY X

Considering herself first and foremost a conceptual artist and performer rather than a singer, Betty X's sardonic wit and unapologetic temperament is mirrored in both her music and her powerful stage performances. Her music has been described as everything from enigmatic and surreal to aggressive and hostile, with lyrics that are often cleverly disguised social commentary.
With a background in fine art, Betty got her start in music back in the 90's when she formed the sleazy and provocative art rock band, Salon Betty. As the years progressed, her music steadily grew darker, heavier and more politically-charged. In 1999, she formed her current self-titled solo project.
In recent years, Betty X has quickly become one of the most recognized names in conceptual post-apocalyptic metal.



PRESS



"You guys are an AWESOME, Kick ass band." IVAN DE PRUME drummer of SCUM OF THE EARTH AND WHITE ZOMBIE



"BEST BAND IN SEATTLE EVER!" JIM ROSE OF THE JIM ROSE CIRCUS SIDESHOW 2007



"Pounding bass lines and bone-crushing grooves make up the mountain of sound crafted from northwest industrial-metal icon Betty X." THE KEG REVIEWER MAGAZINE, MAY 18TH, 2006



"Dangerously sexy blend of poisonous and volatile apocalyptic-metal with sarcastic aggro female vocals." THE STRANGER
""Brutally beautiful industrial punk"The Stranger Band of the Week: Betty X." THE STRANGER 2006
"Voted Seattle's Sexxxiest Female Metal Vocalist and Metal Artist." UNDERGROUND MAGAZINE 2007
"Powerman 5000, Betty X, Sanction VIII, Sights Overseen .blow out the amps at Studio Seven." T.J. Tranchell The Seattle Weekly Reverb
"Her sardonic truculence isn't so new these days but her ability to pound a message into your face in bursts of machine gun-like percussion, crunching guitar, punctuated (yet surprisingly lyrical) bass and her best clipped (not so secret) yelling voice are worthy of attentions reaching far beyond live shows.
She's created a type of industrial metal with a vocally punk'd edge. Quite possibly a serrated edge.
This kind of flavor is usually associated with a mosh pit or disturbing movie sound track but Betty hammers it out in a way that much of the time any refined desk jockey or couch potato can listen to and enjoy. Track after eye blackening track.