Saturday 21 September 2019
Big Brother - Eye in the Sky
Big Brother are a 3 piece band from Toronto who formed in 2013 and who mix up fast punk tunes with liberal doses of ska. Their aim is to make music that makes you think. They've recently released a new 6 track ep titled Hate Week and the core line up on it is Chris Spadafora (vocals/guitar), Ian Wilkinson (vocals/bass) and Spenser Murray (drums). There's also been contributions from The Filthy Radicals' Dave Boxenbaum (keyboards) and Andrew DeNure (sax/trumpet) whilst a couple of tracks featured guest vocals from Andrew Younger and Eric Crowley.
Next month they're heading off to play in Japan for the first time where they'll be headlining the Antiknock 34th Anniversary and you can get more info here : https://www.facebook.com/BigBrotherTo/
The new ep impressed me. The punk outweighs the ska for the most part although the popular skacore theme of being infested by bugs features on one of my favourite tracks. Elsewhere there's songs about your freedom of choice merely being an illusion, blissful insanity, finding the answers to your problems instead of wallowing in self pity and the lack of empathy in modern society.
I'll play a different track on tomorrow's Just Some Punk Songs show (https://www.facebook.com/events/236980510574377/) but today I'm highlighting a song about how even good men can be led by circumstance to do bad things, it's called Eye In The Sky...
He wanted to be a cop
He thought of all the bad guys he could stop
He wanted to do some good
He thought he'd bring justice to his neighborhood
He never thought he would struggle to get by
He never thought that he would become the bad guy
He never put any bullets in his gun
He never thought he'd have to hurt anyone
But he had, a kid on the way
And he knew, it'd grow the same way
He had to take this job, to pay for the school
So his kid could have, a life he could not
He's at the bank, he hands the bank teller a note
"Give me all your money"
I gotta gun hiding under my coat
She sounds the silent alarm
The cops are on their way
Please lead me to the vault, I haven't got all day
He hears the siren and he know's that hes gotta bail
He isn't interested in spending life in jail
But they, they followed him
They had, an eye in the sky
They could see the town
They tracked him down
He threw away his gun
He threw up his hands
But they shot him anyway
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