As a
general rule, Indie Obsessive is not interested in conducting band interviews. No
one on the staff claims to have interviewing skills. But an exception to the
general rule is Vanderlye. We have questions on the process of writing their
song “Step Back.” Most significantly: Did the song begin with writing the
driving guitar, with the lyrics and vocal melody taking shape to comfortably fit
with the instrumental energy?
Vanderlye
is a band from Glasgow, Scotland. They can be fairly described as a guitar-based
group “with politically charged lyrics and atmospheric soundscapes." They have
the advantage of having both male and female lead vocalists. The members are Sean
McGarvey (guitar, vocals), Becky Clarke (bass, vocals), Jamie Morrison (drums),
Calum Steel (guitar, production), and Jonathan Meagher (bass).
“Step
Back” by Vanderlye
Lyrics of “Step Back” by Vanderlye
Step back
Step away from your TV
It’s distorted reality
Step back
Step away from our computer screen
It’s negative energy
Don’t believe the truth
Don’t believe the truth
It’s constructed in such a way to mislead you
For you to turn on the abject face
Send the immigrants back they say
They’re the ones cappin’ your wage
Whilst their corporate friends will be protected from the cradle to the grave
Step back
Step away from Tory schemes
Don’t buy into trickle-down pipe dreams
The Daily Express
The Daily Mail
Directing your moves
Dictating your moods
How you think, how you feel
How you bow, how you kneel
Tellin’ you what’s real
Well what is real?
Don’t believe the truth
Don’t believe the truth
[Repeating]
Step back
Step away from your TV
It’s distorted reality
Step back
Step away from our computer screen
It’s negative energy
Don’t believe the truth
Don’t believe the truth
It’s constructed in such a way to mislead you
For you to turn on the abject face
Send the immigrants back they say
They’re the ones cappin’ your wage
Whilst their corporate friends will be protected from the cradle to the grave
Step back
Step away from Tory schemes
Don’t buy into trickle-down pipe dreams
The Daily Express
The Daily Mail
Directing your moves
Dictating your moods
How you think, how you feel
How you bow, how you kneel
Tellin’ you what’s real
Well what is real?
Don’t believe the truth
Don’t believe the truth
[Repeating]

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