“Living in L.A., with so many bands, you’ve gotta work extra hard,” observe… Read Full Bio ↴“Living in L.A., with so many bands, you’ve gotta work extra hard,” observes American Eyes vocalist David Henry. “Bands are a dime a dozen out here, and to get noticed is impossible. That’s the thing — people are impressed that we get reactions at our concerts because in Los Angeles, kids just stand there with their arms crossed.”
Credit such significant notoriety to the fact that American Eyes never settled on playing standard fare, stand ‘n’ stare rock music from its inception. Instead, the quintet had always been a dark-edged neo-gothic punk act that’s incorporated prominent dance rhythms within its material, whether it’s on the band’s first two self-released recordings, or their SideOneDummy debut EP, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds.
Hailing from the westernmost region of Los Angeles County — Agoura Hills, to be exact — American Eyes’ members Henry, Richardson and Gold actually shared sandboxes together, having known each other since pre-school. The three didn’t really materialize into a musical act until their years at Agoura High, where they met locals Anthony and Johnson — it’s also the same institution of which members of Linkin Park, Hoobastank and Incubus had attended (but, of course, ended up in an entirely different musical genre). Originally formed under a different name, the pre-American Eyes act gave the members ample opportunity at which to cut their teeth.
Since high school wasn’t the act’s forte, Henry, Richardson and Gold opted to swap their chance at higher education for a shot at bigger venues and more recordings. With a renewed spirit, a more focused concept and a few years of steady experience already underneath their collective belts, the set launched American Eyes in 2002. But the launch wasn’t exactly the propulsive lift-off that the act had been anticipating.
“When we first started, no one would book us because we had a really bad reputation around L.A.,” says Henry. “We played an all-ages show and kids were going nuts — it was a typical hardcore show. Next thing I know, I see a chair getting thrown through a window. The cops came and it made the front page of the local magazine. A week later, we played at USC and I put my foot through the grand piano on accident. No venue would book us. Troubadour? No. Knitting Factory, Roxy, Whisky? No way.”
The only place that gave the band a shot was a gay club in West Hollywood — and American Eyes was the first band to ever play there. Packing in their audience amidst the cage dancers, American Eyes soon grabbed the attention of local radio stations and other promoters. Next thing they knew, they were welcomed back into L.A.’s club scene — selling out nearly every local show they’ve played since.
That doesn’t mean that American Eyes have toned down their act. Actually, Henry mentions that the group was recently asked to leave another local venue — the reason given was that Henry had endangered the crowd by climbing up the side pillars and hanging upside down while singing — in short, just going nuts. “We’re just always looking for trouble,” Henry admits. “I believe it’s fun, it’s music.”
An American Eyes show isn’t just a band slamming through a handful of songs and making a quick exit — it’s a total production that goes well beyond the scope of five guys playing music on stage. For example, the band’s Valentine’s Day gig in 2005 featured a kissing booth and a snow machine. “We throw events, we don’t throw concerts,” Henry adds.
The chatter of their famed shows and a well-connected Henry caught the attention of the SideOneDummy record label execs, who inked a deal with the band after catching a seemingly rousing practice session in 2004.
Enter Never Trust Anything That Bleeds, American Eyes’ six-song label debut. Produced by Michael Patterson (Puff Daddy, Notorious B.I.G., Beck) and Gavin MacKillop (Sugarcult, MXPX), the concept EP was devised around a relationship in Henry’s life, and all the ensuing emotional twists and turns. “It was a turning point in my life. I’d got out of high school, I was out in the world, I had a girlfriend for five years and we had broken up. You didn’t know anything, you didn’t trust anybody, not even yourself. You just had to keep your eyes open.”
Never Trust Anything That Bleeds leads off with the electro-charged “Knife Fight With A Girl (True Story),” a song about confusion, incomprehension and the emotions of having to sever ties with a former love. Next comes the propulsive “Telephone Wires,” followed by the anthemic “Carry On For Keepsake,” which grapples painfully with a sense of loss in the wake of a tumultuous relationship. “The Girl With The Broken Heart (By The Way)” is a straightforward rocker, which then leads into the sweeping, orchestral ballad, “The Day We Died,” of which Henry addresses internalizing his frustration. The song is a collaboration featuring vocals by Curt Smith of Tears For Fears fame. “Recording with Curt was surreal,” Henry exclaims. “I had to kick myself!” The disc’s massive send off is the upbeat, sing-along track “Radio.” “With that song it’s like, it doesn’t matter, I can do whatever I want to do,” Henry notes. “I’m doing what I love to do. And hopefully one day, she’ll hear this song on the radio and be like, ‘Wait, I fucking blew it.’”
And it’s that intriguing dichotomy of tormented, frustrated lyrics and danceable, stimulating rock (“We make happy music to cry to,” says Henry) that’s made American Eyes such a favorite — especially online, through their MySpace profile. “We put ‘The Day We Died’ on MySpace and tons of people were hitting us up, saying ‘Oh my God, that song is reading what I’m thinking.’ The lyrics can totally bum you out but the music is happy. It’s all right to be sad. It’s all right to grieve.”
American Eyes receive and continue to respond to personal e-mails seeking advice on many of their fans’ issues. “It’s like therapy,” he says. “That’s how we’ve gotten to where we are, because we’ve made personal connections with everyone. We’re going through the same thing they are.”
It’s no surprise American Eyes have caused kids to uncross their arms and take notice. And Los Angeles is just the starting point.
Credit such significant notoriety to the fact that American Eyes never settled on playing standard fare, stand ‘n’ stare rock music from its inception. Instead, the quintet had always been a dark-edged neo-gothic punk act that’s incorporated prominent dance rhythms within its material, whether it’s on the band’s first two self-released recordings, or their SideOneDummy debut EP, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds.
Hailing from the westernmost region of Los Angeles County — Agoura Hills, to be exact — American Eyes’ members Henry, Richardson and Gold actually shared sandboxes together, having known each other since pre-school. The three didn’t really materialize into a musical act until their years at Agoura High, where they met locals Anthony and Johnson — it’s also the same institution of which members of Linkin Park, Hoobastank and Incubus had attended (but, of course, ended up in an entirely different musical genre). Originally formed under a different name, the pre-American Eyes act gave the members ample opportunity at which to cut their teeth.
Since high school wasn’t the act’s forte, Henry, Richardson and Gold opted to swap their chance at higher education for a shot at bigger venues and more recordings. With a renewed spirit, a more focused concept and a few years of steady experience already underneath their collective belts, the set launched American Eyes in 2002. But the launch wasn’t exactly the propulsive lift-off that the act had been anticipating.
“When we first started, no one would book us because we had a really bad reputation around L.A.,” says Henry. “We played an all-ages show and kids were going nuts — it was a typical hardcore show. Next thing I know, I see a chair getting thrown through a window. The cops came and it made the front page of the local magazine. A week later, we played at USC and I put my foot through the grand piano on accident. No venue would book us. Troubadour? No. Knitting Factory, Roxy, Whisky? No way.”
The only place that gave the band a shot was a gay club in West Hollywood — and American Eyes was the first band to ever play there. Packing in their audience amidst the cage dancers, American Eyes soon grabbed the attention of local radio stations and other promoters. Next thing they knew, they were welcomed back into L.A.’s club scene — selling out nearly every local show they’ve played since.
That doesn’t mean that American Eyes have toned down their act. Actually, Henry mentions that the group was recently asked to leave another local venue — the reason given was that Henry had endangered the crowd by climbing up the side pillars and hanging upside down while singing — in short, just going nuts. “We’re just always looking for trouble,” Henry admits. “I believe it’s fun, it’s music.”
An American Eyes show isn’t just a band slamming through a handful of songs and making a quick exit — it’s a total production that goes well beyond the scope of five guys playing music on stage. For example, the band’s Valentine’s Day gig in 2005 featured a kissing booth and a snow machine. “We throw events, we don’t throw concerts,” Henry adds.
The chatter of their famed shows and a well-connected Henry caught the attention of the SideOneDummy record label execs, who inked a deal with the band after catching a seemingly rousing practice session in 2004.
Enter Never Trust Anything That Bleeds, American Eyes’ six-song label debut. Produced by Michael Patterson (Puff Daddy, Notorious B.I.G., Beck) and Gavin MacKillop (Sugarcult, MXPX), the concept EP was devised around a relationship in Henry’s life, and all the ensuing emotional twists and turns. “It was a turning point in my life. I’d got out of high school, I was out in the world, I had a girlfriend for five years and we had broken up. You didn’t know anything, you didn’t trust anybody, not even yourself. You just had to keep your eyes open.”
Never Trust Anything That Bleeds leads off with the electro-charged “Knife Fight With A Girl (True Story),” a song about confusion, incomprehension and the emotions of having to sever ties with a former love. Next comes the propulsive “Telephone Wires,” followed by the anthemic “Carry On For Keepsake,” which grapples painfully with a sense of loss in the wake of a tumultuous relationship. “The Girl With The Broken Heart (By The Way)” is a straightforward rocker, which then leads into the sweeping, orchestral ballad, “The Day We Died,” of which Henry addresses internalizing his frustration. The song is a collaboration featuring vocals by Curt Smith of Tears For Fears fame. “Recording with Curt was surreal,” Henry exclaims. “I had to kick myself!” The disc’s massive send off is the upbeat, sing-along track “Radio.” “With that song it’s like, it doesn’t matter, I can do whatever I want to do,” Henry notes. “I’m doing what I love to do. And hopefully one day, she’ll hear this song on the radio and be like, ‘Wait, I fucking blew it.’”
And it’s that intriguing dichotomy of tormented, frustrated lyrics and danceable, stimulating rock (“We make happy music to cry to,” says Henry) that’s made American Eyes such a favorite — especially online, through their MySpace profile. “We put ‘The Day We Died’ on MySpace and tons of people were hitting us up, saying ‘Oh my God, that song is reading what I’m thinking.’ The lyrics can totally bum you out but the music is happy. It’s all right to be sad. It’s all right to grieve.”
American Eyes receive and continue to respond to personal e-mails seeking advice on many of their fans’ issues. “It’s like therapy,” he says. “That’s how we’ve gotten to where we are, because we’ve made personal connections with everyone. We’re going through the same thing they are.”
It’s no surprise American Eyes have caused kids to uncross their arms and take notice. And Los Angeles is just the starting point.
Human Race
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Beyond Fear Can you help me, I'm drowning slowly This world that I…
Bride Born into iniquity No one is immune Die to the grave Ever…
Calypso Rose feat. Manu Chao This thing is bothering me day and night It talk about…
Drunksouls When I open my window The sun is shining all the…
FAMILY ROOM - Neil Young Today no one cares Tomorrow no one shares Because they all w…
Groundation Calling all the members of the human race Can we keep…
hometown & young Human race I'm endlessly caving in To something I can't see…
Jars of Clay World without end, are you ending? Labeled a friend you're…
Julian Taylor It's a steep hill to mind with lots of stairs…
Margaret Berger Wish I could be a child again Pure and new I…
Mike Love I need a hat to hide under, I need some shoes…
NACARBIDE Days of hell, unforgettable hell Terrible numbers of people …
Red Rider I can see it on the road ahead Running hard I'm…
Red Rider/Tom Cochrane I can see it on the road ahead Running hard, I'm…
Roxy Blue HUMAN RACE Music - (Todd Poole) Lyrics - (Todd Poole) What…
Smooth I’m just feelin’ so bad. Tell me why are my people…
The Chinkees We are the human race We are so bright We are much…
The Undercover Hippy The human race is a race against time Everybody running but…
Three Days Grace I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye,…
Tom Cochrane I can see it on the road ahead Running hard, I'm…
White Boys [CHORUS] We're all in the human race Everybody gotta have …
♫ Three Days Grace I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye,…
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By the way We are not statistics populated by government authorities Th…
Carry On For Keepsake I'm leaving, so carry on for keepsake Go find the love…
Day We Died The day you die Is the day I won't survive I'm not…
Girl With a Broken Heart We are not statistics populated by government authorities Th…
GIRL WITH THE BROKEN HEART We are not statistics populated by government authorities T…
Knife Fight Oh the years they go Aand I'm still standing in my…
Knife Fight with a Girl Oh the years they go Aand I'm still standing in my…
Radio Good moves, good times We're on our way to Celebrate life…
Telephone Wires Turn me on telephone wires I'm tangled up for good My mom…
The Day We Died The day you die Is the day I won't survive I'm not…
The Girl With a Broken Heart We are not statistics populated by government authorities T…
The Girl With The Broken Heart We are not statistics populated by government authorities Th…
The Girl With The Broken Heart By The Way We are not statistics populated by government authorities Th…
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Hello Again
Context.
"I'm throwing a ball"
Meaning 1) I'm using my hand to throw a ball through the air.
Meaning 2) I'm having a swanky party.
So let's take... "I don't see colour"
Meaning 1) I'm literally colourblind and cannot see a visible difference between skintones.
Meaning 2) I see the variety of skin tones, but I don't attach attributes to them based on society's rhetoric.
Context is important. If you don't understand the vastness of meanings and intent, you end up confusing a message with a tarnished slogan.!
Hello Again
Context.
"I'm throwing a ball"
Meaning 1) I'm using my hand to throw a ball through the air.
Meaning 2) I'm having a swanky party.
So let's take... "I don't see colour"
Meaning 1) I'm literally colourblind and cannot see a visible difference between skintones.
Meaning 2) I see the variety of skin tones, but I don't attach attributes to them based on society's rhetoric.
Context is important. If you don't understand the vastness of meanings and intent, you end up confusing a message with a tarnished slogan.!!
Hello Again
Context.
"I'm throwing a ball"
Meaning 1) I'm using my hand to throw a ball through the air.
Meaning 2) I'm having a swanky party.
So let's take... "I don't see colour"
Meaning 1) I'm literally colourblind and cannot see a visible difference between skintones.
Meaning 2) I see the variety of skin tones, but I don't attach attributes to them based on society's rhetoric.
Context is important. If you don't understand the vastness of meanings and intent, you end up confusing a message with a tarnished slogan..
Oloroo79
First time watching her exercise, I was literally in tears because it was confronting! As a human being with brown eyes from a pacific island background it bought up some past experiences and emotions that have been tolerated because of choice. However it's Gods LOVE for all human beings that I'm able to surpass and overcome those fears and feelings in my life - John 3:16 💞
plaidjunky
My youngest bro is mixed (Asian / Pacific Islander) and I shut that "your people" type of joke shxt down immediately whenever it was said to him. I make it adamantly clear "He's my people, period.", and people just shut tf up and walk away.
People, especially children should never have to suppress a part of them (or anything) just to feel whatever "it" may be, just to "get by" or "fit in" (not saying you did).
Judith Ansley
I always get chills listening to this lady and see her experiments.
mark bradleym
yes child abuse is terrifying and she is guilty
Judith Ansley
@Juan GokuZ05 Lmso
Judith Ansley
@Supreme Surfer Thank you
Supreme Surfer
You're gorgeous af
Trisha Behrens
I just stumbled across this for the first time ever, this is absolutely beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes. I wish more people thought this way with all my heart because I know that it has the power to start a phenomenal change in society worldwide. While watching world news throughout the co-vid pandemic, I realized that racism is a worldwide infection, so much to the point, that entire continents suffered as a result of the superiority thought complex throughout the world. This is un-excusable. It amazes me how hypocritical world leaders preach about crimes against humanity when they are in fact racist as well. I did not see any humanitarian efforts to distribute vaccines fairly throughout the world. The first step in a genuine humanitarian effort should be to rid the mind of the illusion of race, superiority, and inferiority.
Fran Marsh
I did this in my classroom when I began teaching in 1969. I saw the exact same behavior. And they remember it. Thank you forever more, Jane.
Free Thinker
This lady deserves the presidential medal of freedom and Nobel peace prize for her constant efforts to educate people all her life. People like Jane Elliott are a real blessing to the world. May god bless you with great health Jane Elliott. Thanks for touching as many lives as you could in your life time facing all odds and hurdles. Hopefully your efforts will pay off one day.