Mirror Lake - Empty Home: Review
Mirror Lake - "Empty Home": Track Review
Music, A Review by. Christopher McArdle Poetry Music Blog
Hello guys, and welcome to another edition of my music review blog. In this one I took to FB and asked for some suggestions on what you guys wanted me to write about, and one suggestion was the song "Empty Home" by "Mirror Lake". The band is a new one for me, but in opening I gotta say that I like their sound. They are a five-piece, metal-core/pop-punk sounding band from Houston, TX who are starting to spread and share their music. As of now they only have this one song out on Spotify and YouTube. I can only hope that they release more soon as I really can't wait to see what they have in store for us.
Now on to the song. My first impression are very well. The opening instrumentals are solid. The over all theme of the song seems to be that of the narrator speaking to someone that they held very near to them. This person seems to have a rocky relationship with them and frequently disappoints them, leaving them on their own when they are needed the most. Opening the first verse with these lines "I still hear your voice within my soul. What tears me to pieces, once kept me whole" The narrator, speaking to this person, says that they can still hear them, even though they are gone. That their voice used to be that sound of comfort for them, but now it only tears them apart.
The next lines, "A heavy heart, these shattered dreams. The day you left your children empty.", give me the feeling that it is someone of a parental role that the narrator is speaking to. Whether this person is a direct parent, or someone who was revered as someone in that way is yet to be determined. Never the less, the narrator expresses a feeling of emptiness now that they are gone.
They long so much for this person to come back to them, praying to God in these lines, "I prayed to God that you'd be here tomorrow". But these lines, "Wasted Breath, and shaking hands. This lack of feeling is killing me", leaves me with the sense that the words prayed by the narrator were in their mind, wasted. And the feeling of being numbed by all of this is eating away at them. But their message to the person at the moment is that these words they say aren't the end of it all, hoping these words "Find them well".
Their push for this person to come back continues with the lines, "Remember when you said you'd never stray too far away. But I knew that everything would change". This is an implication that his person has left before. Returned. Promised never to go too far away, and still did anyways. And these lines are the narrators affirmations that they remember them saying these words, but deep down they knew that they were too good to be true. That they knew that the person would leave again.
They continue on expressing their grief stating, "I've searched this whole time for something I can't find. Until you make it home, we'll always be alone". A clear expression that this person has not only left them; but has left their whole family. This seems to be another clear indication that it is a parental figure that they are speaking to. Continuing on to imply that they are going to get what's coming to them in the ever classical line, "You'll reap what you sow". A line that has been used as a metaphor in both Biblical, and secular world terms to describe that someone is only going to receive what they have put into their work. In this case; the person who has left the narrator so many times before is going to end up just as alone, if not more so, than the kids they left.
We get our first clue that the figure who has left is a father when we here the words, "How does it feel to know that I became a man without you?". The implication being that the narrator has grown into the man confronting the very person who was supposed to be the one who taught him how to be said man. Another clue we get that this person is gone, but not completely so is in the line, "Every letter that I received, became your way to keep me in place." Implying that this person was always trying to keep something in the narrators mind that would ensure that they would never be forgotten.
They have tortured the narrator with the thought of them returning to the point of desperation. Leaving the narrator with the anger and passion driven into their words, "I can't turn back time. Or be your will to change. A sea of desperation has carried me away." They have been the source of trying to get the father-figure to change and stay. But they can't turn back time, and they can't be the source of their will to change anymore. Their hurtful ways has sent a sea of desperation that has carried away the narrator. Leaving them "In a state of perpetual fear." Their darkest demons that now haunt them every day were born out of this person desertion. They have cut them off, within the walls that were supposed to be a safe haven, and have left them with no arms to catch them as they fall down.
After a digression to their memory of the person promise to never go too far away we get the next climax of their desperate plea in the line, "I've looked for you a thousand times. To try and find a reason. To ask you why?". They are still searching for an answer from this person as to why they have left so many times. Why they won't come back. And why they left in the first place. The narrator is still seeking answers to gain an understanding as to why they have had to go through all of the hardships and heartbreak.
Continuing on we get our final confirmation that it is in fact a father that has left his son. The lines that are sung are such, "Father, father, where have you been. When I needed a loving hand?". A clear shot that this father has missed out on the most troubling times a kid can go through. Adolescence. And all of the emotions and trials it brings as the kid grows from child, to teen, to adult. This man has sorely neglected this kid, and that is probably an understatement.
Then the song draws into its final minute. The narrator belting out the lines, "Help me stand. (Leave me tonight) With the words we never said. (Leave me this way), Do you ever feel ashamed? (Leave me tonight) Because you couldn't see the darkness in me, and the fear that it brings." Powerful words driven by anger, desperation, and empowerment on the part of the narrator. Speaking to the key that the father would never stay around when things got too big for him to handle. Instead of being a man and helping his son grow, and get out of the darkness in his life; he just left and let his son be eaten by the things that troubled him. Leaving him alone to be hardened by the world and turned into the man that is standing in front of him today.
The song then closes with that reminder to the father to, "Remember when you said you'd never stray to far away. But I knew that everything would change. I've searched this whole time for something I can't find. Until you make it home, we'll always be alone". And the music fades...
Final impressions. I have never met these guys. This is the first song I am hearing by them. And I can honestly say that their sound is amazing. The vocals, stellar. The instrumentals, superb. And the overall tightness of their sound is tighter than a bow. I have nothing but high marks, and high regards for these guys. So check out the lyric video to the song below. And if they are on the card for a concert near you give them a try. Also check out the rest of my socials listed below as well.
Empty Home by. Mirror Lake: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGciCLVr4Vk
Patreon: www.patreon.com/cmcardlepoetry
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0GW1RvN2ug8DpXDEz59ewz
Patreon: www.patreon.com/cmcardlepoetry
Facebook: Christopher McArdle Poetry
Twitter: @CMcArdle49
Instagram: c.mcardlepoetry
Tumblr: www.tumblr.com/blog/c-mcardle-poetry
The next lines, "A heavy heart, these shattered dreams. The day you left your children empty.", give me the feeling that it is someone of a parental role that the narrator is speaking to. Whether this person is a direct parent, or someone who was revered as someone in that way is yet to be determined. Never the less, the narrator expresses a feeling of emptiness now that they are gone.
They long so much for this person to come back to them, praying to God in these lines, "I prayed to God that you'd be here tomorrow". But these lines, "Wasted Breath, and shaking hands. This lack of feeling is killing me", leaves me with the sense that the words prayed by the narrator were in their mind, wasted. And the feeling of being numbed by all of this is eating away at them. But their message to the person at the moment is that these words they say aren't the end of it all, hoping these words "Find them well".
Their push for this person to come back continues with the lines, "Remember when you said you'd never stray too far away. But I knew that everything would change". This is an implication that his person has left before. Returned. Promised never to go too far away, and still did anyways. And these lines are the narrators affirmations that they remember them saying these words, but deep down they knew that they were too good to be true. That they knew that the person would leave again.
They continue on expressing their grief stating, "I've searched this whole time for something I can't find. Until you make it home, we'll always be alone". A clear expression that this person has not only left them; but has left their whole family. This seems to be another clear indication that it is a parental figure that they are speaking to. Continuing on to imply that they are going to get what's coming to them in the ever classical line, "You'll reap what you sow". A line that has been used as a metaphor in both Biblical, and secular world terms to describe that someone is only going to receive what they have put into their work. In this case; the person who has left the narrator so many times before is going to end up just as alone, if not more so, than the kids they left.
We get our first clue that the figure who has left is a father when we here the words, "How does it feel to know that I became a man without you?". The implication being that the narrator has grown into the man confronting the very person who was supposed to be the one who taught him how to be said man. Another clue we get that this person is gone, but not completely so is in the line, "Every letter that I received, became your way to keep me in place." Implying that this person was always trying to keep something in the narrators mind that would ensure that they would never be forgotten.
They have tortured the narrator with the thought of them returning to the point of desperation. Leaving the narrator with the anger and passion driven into their words, "I can't turn back time. Or be your will to change. A sea of desperation has carried me away." They have been the source of trying to get the father-figure to change and stay. But they can't turn back time, and they can't be the source of their will to change anymore. Their hurtful ways has sent a sea of desperation that has carried away the narrator. Leaving them "In a state of perpetual fear." Their darkest demons that now haunt them every day were born out of this person desertion. They have cut them off, within the walls that were supposed to be a safe haven, and have left them with no arms to catch them as they fall down.
After a digression to their memory of the person promise to never go too far away we get the next climax of their desperate plea in the line, "I've looked for you a thousand times. To try and find a reason. To ask you why?". They are still searching for an answer from this person as to why they have left so many times. Why they won't come back. And why they left in the first place. The narrator is still seeking answers to gain an understanding as to why they have had to go through all of the hardships and heartbreak.
Continuing on we get our final confirmation that it is in fact a father that has left his son. The lines that are sung are such, "Father, father, where have you been. When I needed a loving hand?". A clear shot that this father has missed out on the most troubling times a kid can go through. Adolescence. And all of the emotions and trials it brings as the kid grows from child, to teen, to adult. This man has sorely neglected this kid, and that is probably an understatement.
Then the song draws into its final minute. The narrator belting out the lines, "Help me stand. (Leave me tonight) With the words we never said. (Leave me this way), Do you ever feel ashamed? (Leave me tonight) Because you couldn't see the darkness in me, and the fear that it brings." Powerful words driven by anger, desperation, and empowerment on the part of the narrator. Speaking to the key that the father would never stay around when things got too big for him to handle. Instead of being a man and helping his son grow, and get out of the darkness in his life; he just left and let his son be eaten by the things that troubled him. Leaving him alone to be hardened by the world and turned into the man that is standing in front of him today.
The song then closes with that reminder to the father to, "Remember when you said you'd never stray to far away. But I knew that everything would change. I've searched this whole time for something I can't find. Until you make it home, we'll always be alone". And the music fades...
Final impressions. I have never met these guys. This is the first song I am hearing by them. And I can honestly say that their sound is amazing. The vocals, stellar. The instrumentals, superb. And the overall tightness of their sound is tighter than a bow. I have nothing but high marks, and high regards for these guys. So check out the lyric video to the song below. And if they are on the card for a concert near you give them a try. Also check out the rest of my socials listed below as well.
Empty Home by. Mirror Lake: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGciCLVr4Vk
My Social Media Stuff:
Patreon: www.patreon.com/cmcardlepoetry
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0GW1RvN2ug8DpXDEz59ewz
Patreon: www.patreon.com/cmcardlepoetry
Facebook: Christopher McArdle Poetry
Twitter: @CMcArdle49
Instagram: c.mcardlepoetry
Tumblr: www.tumblr.com/blog/c-mcardle-poetry
Comments
Post a Comment