Inward Eye
Thursday night at the Pyramid, Inward Eye, a Winnipeg band on the verge of becoming the next big thing, played a riot of a set to an appreciative hometown crowd.
I saw them play a few months back with The Constantines and The Weakerthans where they tore the fucking roof off Les Rendezvous, even though most of the crowd didn't even know who they were. As reported on the front page of the Winnipeg Free Press, the band just signed a record deal with New York City's J Records (SonyBMG), a label run by the 71-year old Clive Davis, the guy who originally signed Bruce Springsteen and Pink Floyd, and put themselves in a prime position for development and longevity, despite having several other major labels offer faster fame and faster cash.
Inward Eye's clout definitely lies in their live show. On Thursday night they played for over an hour straight, using every inch of the stage and pounding out one rock anthem after another. The three Erickson brothers (Dave, 22 - lead vocals/bass, Kyle, 20 - guitar/vocals, Anders, 18 - drums) have a style that pours energy into the crowd, Anders is absolutely manic on percussion. The music itself can only be described as straight up rock, loud guitar riffs that go far beyond the power chords of most garage bands and having just returned from California, they played some new material which proved that their music is only getting better. I can't help but feel this band is something special and they'll have my support and my good word of mouth however far they go. Always nice to be able to support the home team.
After the show Dave and I hit Salisbury House for some quality dining and had a rather lengthy conversation about world politics and movies that could've been a scene out of Waking Life. The couple besides us were obviously trying to hold back their laughter and the fact that they thought we were the absolute largest dorks they had ever encountered in their lives. It was awesome.
I'm planning on doing some blog work today, including a change of address. Stay tuned.
I saw them play a few months back with The Constantines and The Weakerthans where they tore the fucking roof off Les Rendezvous, even though most of the crowd didn't even know who they were. As reported on the front page of the Winnipeg Free Press, the band just signed a record deal with New York City's J Records (SonyBMG), a label run by the 71-year old Clive Davis, the guy who originally signed Bruce Springsteen and Pink Floyd, and put themselves in a prime position for development and longevity, despite having several other major labels offer faster fame and faster cash.
Inward Eye's clout definitely lies in their live show. On Thursday night they played for over an hour straight, using every inch of the stage and pounding out one rock anthem after another. The three Erickson brothers (Dave, 22 - lead vocals/bass, Kyle, 20 - guitar/vocals, Anders, 18 - drums) have a style that pours energy into the crowd, Anders is absolutely manic on percussion. The music itself can only be described as straight up rock, loud guitar riffs that go far beyond the power chords of most garage bands and having just returned from California, they played some new material which proved that their music is only getting better. I can't help but feel this band is something special and they'll have my support and my good word of mouth however far they go. Always nice to be able to support the home team.
After the show Dave and I hit Salisbury House for some quality dining and had a rather lengthy conversation about world politics and movies that could've been a scene out of Waking Life. The couple besides us were obviously trying to hold back their laughter and the fact that they thought we were the absolute largest dorks they had ever encountered in their lives. It was awesome.
I'm planning on doing some blog work today, including a change of address. Stay tuned.
posted by James at 2:52 PM
1 Books were burned:
Oh, indeed, it was ultra-good times.
Must do more often.
When I have a job, because i'm shit broke now.
Throw one on the pile
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