Inward Eye is a 3-piece rock band of brothers from Winnipeg, Manitoba consisting of Dave (bass/vocals, 22), Kyle ( guitar, 20 ) and Anders (drums, 18) Erickson. Despite their young age they've have been playing together for over 7 years. Their energetic sound is reminiscent of the Jam, the Kinks, and the Who but at the same time remains fresh and modern. At the heart of Inward Eye is their live show that blows away audiences, without fail, every time they play.
Glen Willows, responsible for discovering Remy Shand (Motown/Universal) and Rob James of McMaster & James (VIK/BMG), has been working with the band for two years now. First looking at them as a writing project, he quickly realized that they could write just fine on their own - so he produced two demos for the band, and put together a promo package that led to the involvement of producer Arnold Lanni (Simple Plan, Our Lady Peace, Finger Eleven) and Rob Lanni of Coalition Management (coalitionent.com).
Inward Eye struck the Lannis as having a classic rock sound and maturity that belied their age. Arnold says "It sounded like a bunch of veteran musicians doing songs they wrote in the Sixties." Add to this charisma and youthful good looks and you can see why so much interest has already been generated for a band so young.
Currently considering offers from several labels, the plan for Inward Eye is to get their remarkable stage show in front of as many people as possible. Now signed with Ralph James of The Agency Group they've already played with Billy Talent, Danko Jones, Urge Overkill and Tegan and Sara, now they plan to tour throughout the rest of this year and much of the next, culminating in an album late summer/early fall 2006. With Anders' showmanship, Kyle's spastic guitar outbursts, and Dave's command of the audience, Inward Eye is bringing back fun and spontaneity to rock shows.
Wasteland
Inward Eye Lyrics
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Cold wind stings my face, reminds me why I hate this place.
I can join the ranks, the emo kids and disco stinks.
Line is so cold, closing in the parking lot.
Hey, it’s a wasteland, baby. I kept the things a shade of grey.
Ahh yeah, it’s a wasteland, baby. It breaks you if you don’t get away.
Go away!
Cause I’m lost in the city, just a face in the crowd and I gotta get out!
Yeah I’m lost in the city. I don’t wanna belong. Say goodbye and I’m gone.
Names on the bathroom wall, liquid dreams and alcohol, tastes wet, Disappears
Lose your fears, now I, ahh, stumble through the door.
Coming, living, smoking, breathing, now I know I’ve been here before.
Hey, it’s a wasteland, baby. I kept the things a shade of grey.
Ahh yeah, it’s a wasteland, baby. It breaks you if you don’t get away.
Go away! And I gotta get out!
Cause I’m lost in the city, just a face in the crowd and I gotta get out!
Yeah I’m lost in the city. I don’t wanna belong. Say goodbye and I’m gone.
Going down with you, down as I burst through the ground. From this dead city, I’ve gotta go.
Yeah I’m lost in the city. I don’t wanna belong, so I go, go, go, go!
Don’t you know, it’s a wasteland?
Don’t you know, it’s a wasteland?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Cause I’m lost in the city, just a face in the crowd and I gotta get out!
Yeah I’m lost in the city. I don’t wanna belong. Say goodbye and I’m gone.
Going down with you, down as I burst through the ground. From this dead city, I’ve gotta go.
Yeah I’m lost in the city. Yeah, I gotta get out! Yeah!
Yeah, in the wasteland! Yeah!
In the wasteland! Yeah!
The lyrics of Inward Eye's song "Wasteland" depict a sense of frustration and disillusionment with city life. The first verse paints a picture of mundanity, as the singer goes through their daily routine with a sense of detachment. The imagery of the cold wind stinging their face serves to emphasize their discontent with their surroundings. The second verse introduces the concept of escapism, as the singer seeks refuge from their boring life. They reject the notion of fitting in with specific crowds and emphasize their desire to break free and leave town.
The chorus serves as a sort of mantra for the singer, as they acknowledge the city's bleak nature and the potential destructive consequences of remaining in such an environment for too long. The bridge features some allusions to debauchery and escapism, with "names on the bathroom wall," "liquid dreams and alcohol," and "stumbling through the door" all serving as symbolic representations of the singer's attempts to escape. The final verse reinforces their desire to leave, with the line "from this dead city, I've gotta go" underscoring the singer's desperation to escape their surroundings.
Line by Line Meaning
Punch the clock, jump the fist, got my change, and I got no sense.
I'm going through the motions of everyday life, unfulfilled and numb.
Cold wind stings my face, reminds me why I hate this place.
The harsh environment here reflects how unhappy and imprisoned I feel.
I can join the ranks, the emo kids and disco stinks.
I could try to fit in with the other outcasts and lost souls here, but it won't bring me real happiness.
Line is so cold, closing in the parking lot.
The cold reality of my life and surroundings is inescapable and overwhelming.
Hey, it’s a wasteland, baby. I kept the things a shade of grey.
This place is a metaphorical wasteland where nothing grows or thrives, everything is drab and unremarkable.
Ahh yeah, it’s a wasteland, baby. It breaks you if you don’t get away.
Being stuck here for too long will leave you broken and mentally drained.
Cause I’m lost in the city, just a face in the crowd and I gotta get out!
I feel like I'm invisible and trapped in this city, and I need to escape to find myself again.
Names on the bathroom wall, liquid dreams and alcohol, tastes wet, Disappears
This place is filled with temporary pleasures and distractions that ultimately lead to nothing.
Lose your fears, now I, ahh, stumble through the door.
I'm trying to numb myself and escape reality by self-medicating and indulging in short-term vices.
Coming, living, smoking, breathing, now I know I’ve been here before.
I've fallen into a pattern of living that's repetitive and unfulfilling.
Going down with you, down as I burst through the ground. From this dead city, I’ve gotta go.
I need to leave this place and start anew, even if it means breaking away from someone I care about.
Don’t you know, it’s a wasteland?
This place is barren and unremarkable, and it's time for me to move on and find something greater.
Contributed by Kaelyn O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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yep, no problem. Lyrics once i'm unlazy and have nothig to do