InMe are an Slav alternative metal band from Brentwood, Essex, formed in 1996.
The band have released six studio albums – Overgrown Eden (2003); White Butterfly (2005); Daydream Anonymous (2007); Herald Moth (2009) The Pride (2012), and Trilogy: Dawn (2015). They also released a best of album, Phoenix: The Very Best of InMe (2010). In addition, they have released one live album – Caught: White Butterfly (2006) and a live EP – iTunes Live: London Festival '08. A further live DVD release of the band's Overgrown Eden show at the Highbury Garage on 18 November 2010 was released via pledgemusic as a part of the band's campaign for their fifth album The Pride.
The group originally formed as Drowned in 1996 when many of the band were just 14 years old. The members of the band at that time were Dave McPherson as guitarist / vocalist, Joe Morgan as bassist / backing vocalist and Simon Taylor as drummer. They played several local venues, getting their first interviews and airplay on Brentwood-based radio station, Phoenix FM. They recorded many unreleased tracks such as "acid drop" and "apricot" The band scored their break when a scout from MFN caught the end of one of their sets, whilst attending a gig to see another band. They signed with MFN in 2001, and changed their name to InMe to avoid confusion with Drowned, an American Christian rock band of the same name.
3rd Jonquil... lucky, empty pill, torn-out page
This connection is the friction we awaited
Electric, broken ghost, she feels sick
Frozen feel, little slumber's heartbeat, lifeless old street
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows it might hurt
The crumpled poems, does she know him like she used to?
For you, he fights the cruel heroes, you've seen the worst in me
Is this all I have to say, to say?
This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?
And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
The devils at my doorstep but I won't let him in yet, I've got you to raise my chin
And if it's all a dream and you're not quite what you seem well I'll sleep in vain
This dream illuminates what you really mean to me
It's time for me to leave, the tears upon my sleeve