Janice Prix - Waking

Janice Prix formed in the small industrial town of Trollhättan, Sweden. Despite their passion early on, the local music scene didn’t exactly embrace their creative difference with open arms: one day, the band arrived at the studio to find fake obituaries of each member’s name nailed to the front door. But from performing at Berlin Music Week and being active in the Swedish Club scene, Janice Prix have successfully established a place for their unique indie-pop within a town traditionally dominated by metal and punk.

It’s unsurprising that Janice Prix are so formidable when their artistic development has been marked by a ne- cessary sacrifice of friendships and non-musical interests on the trek to sonic accomplishment. The band ensures no emotional expense was spared in the creation of profound lyrics covering themes of love, politics and loss.
With dark choruses and pop sensibility, new single ‘Waking’ is far from what their native town is used to hearing. The anthemic chorus and emotive lyrics make the political statement of the track even more profound. The band explains:

“‘Waking’ is partly written from a fictional refugee’s point of view. A song with a soundscape that wants to capture the darkness and turmoil a refugee experiences fleeing to Europe. The public debate regarding this topic is very polarised so the song also addresses the tone of this debate and the political movements that are striving to illuminate the issue for people that are so blind to it, they may as well be sleeping. These kinds of movements tend to use grandiose language, which we wanted to mirror sonically by using big string and brass arrangements.”

Waking to the beating
Waking to the drum

I am not safe in this place
I am not equipped to feeling brave
I will never have all the things you have
Look at us, we’re trapped without a chance
Why am I stopped here? Identification lapse
Why can’t I go there? Left in a collapse

I wanna go
I wanna stay

I can’t be safe, be safe, no
I wanna feel safe now
Take me from this place
cause I can’t live here

Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum, drum

Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum, drum

They cannot wait to change love for hate
One push, one call, radioactive fate
There’s a line no one like me could cross
but our time, our chance
I wanna get a chance

I wanna go
I wanna stay

Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum, drum

Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum

(Waking)
(Oh beating)

I wanna
Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum, drum

Waking to the beating of the drum
Cause I want to be a part in all the
Waking of the people
Hear the drum, drum