Nate Burr
Clever and witty lyrics, radical rockabilly/alternative vocals, and a really fun chorus. Jordan Thornquest could literally record himself making breakfast and it'd be excellent.
What the hell is the problem with people
Every day they insist that someone else is to blame
Rich white kids make songs in their bedrooms,
While the pets they don't deserve sit silent & tame
I swear to god, my house is a nightmare
I spent my afternoon watching a show that I hate
Anxious again, my dog's complainin'
And I'm waitin', cause I'm cold & it's raining
And I'm sure she can wait...
Oh fuck, I guess, I'm people, too
Oh fuck, 'cause that's what people do
Cross my eyes, and wish to die,
'Cause girl I swore off yesterday, came back to me cryin'
I know better than to hope, but in this case, I know
I'm an exception, the rules don't apply to me
Jordan Thornquest maps his mindstate with theatrical relish & a form of punk-informed power pop that's both candidly introspective and fearlessly extroverted.