There’s a good chance that you’re reaching for something from your screamo music collection right now. The cold brutality of winter basically demands it. One of those albums is likely Saetia’s 1998 self-title debut and only proper album, a landmark in the scene that helped shape the sound of punk to come later on from everyone from Thursday to the Blood Brothers to Touché Amoré. 26 years later, you now have “Tendrils” — the title track from the NYC quartet’s newly-announced post-reunion EP — to add to your seasonal rotation. The listen begs the question of whether there are cracks within the space time continuum, not just because the listen in itself rekindles the passionate, emotive fire that burned through a conflagration of shouts, spoken word, melodic hardcore delicacy, and crash collisions in their earliest years, but also in the fractured reflection of vocalist Billy Werner’s doomed self-evaluation within the scope of time’s passage. “You don’t need to point it out / I’ve become you despite a better effort / I’ve become a worse version of myself / All the answers with none of the charm / All of the heat and flash we left in the past.” Of those descriptors, the latter resonates hardest here for the better.

Saetia’s Tendrils will be self-released this April.