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Neapolitan Man

by Jordan Carr

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    Neapolitan Man is the by-product of bartender banter and quarantine. It acts as an experiment in which I let three different engineers produce and mix three of my very personal songs in their own way. The result was nerve racking yet exciting. Neapolitan Man started as one thing and ended up an exercise in trust and growth.

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1.
No Ragrets 04:33
Starring down the embers I ain’t going to sleep tonight Sitting up with these old words That have now become old lies Late night to sunrise jog my brain Back to specific memories Of all the shit we used to say Like we would never leave this place Start drinking at midnight Here’s to the Boys and all of the nights I told myself That if I hadn’t made it by this age I’d pack my bags and put these songs away All the dreams that slipped away With all the drinks we tried to make- Up for no talent became our plague Plans for tours never booked Ideas for songs we’d never sing Talks of getting by on looks “No regrets” is a thing that liars say I hit snooze twice and years became yesterday When I told myself If I hadn’t made it by this age I’d pack my shit and throw these songs away “No regrets” is a thing that liars say Drunk alone at midnight So here’s to the nights and all of the ways I fool myself Into thinking I’ve made it in some way Because I just can’t seem to put these songs away
2.
I left your home that night it felt just like a movie scene I smoked the whole way home just listening to nothing I can't be mad at you for wanting things more than me I can't be mad at you be mad at you So, if it's over tell me now let's go back to the start try and figure out If it's over tell me now I paced my home that night the cats just watched me silently I thought of drinking all of your vodka near the kitvhen sink I can't be this damn dumb we're not that young are we still young? I can't be this damn dumb are we still young? So, if it's over tell me now let's go back to the start try and figure out If it's over tell me now If you got some gas for this tank I'll turn this car around If you still feel this in the morning let me know what I can do Is there no saving me? or changing you? are we too far gone So, if it's over tell me now let's go back to the start try and figure out If it's over tell me now If you got some gas for this tank I'll turn this car around So, if it's over tell me now let's go back to the start try and figure out If it's over tell me now Tell me now Tell me now
3.
I was born just south of Heaven Out here on the darker side of spring In this little town around nowhere Anything was rarely happening All of the trouble that I caught Never seemed to matter all that much I spent my youth in lockups And trying not to get caught I was hell for my mother Nothing but trouble for my old man Never much of an older brother To the only sister I ever had I always got told that I wasn’t right And I’d lay up at night I gave up my future And I gave into the night I gotta go Used to drive all night to sunlight One head light down I-69 Found a home on stranger’s floors I don’t go home much no more All the ladies of the night I leave them all behind There ain’t a thing that they can do for me That’ll make me feel alive If love ain’t in the cards for me this time around Alright And if love ain’t in the cards for me Well alright I was born just south of Heaven I walk on the darker side of streets Every little town I ever lived in Cheered on the day they saw me leave All of the trouble that I caught Never seemed to matter all that much I got out of lockup And I’m still trying not to get caught I gotta go Used to riding high Thin white lines Never get caught Never slow down Three shades of grey Any given day Baby, you know I’m a Neapolitan Man I’m a Neapolitan Man

about

Remember when we used to go outside with impunity? When live music wasn’t pixelated? When drinks with friends didn’t involve the mute button? (Wait. Maybe that part is fine.)
Jordan Carr remembers…and he’s not giving up.

This longtime Minnesota singer/songwriter is familiar with change. He’s gone from pop punk frontman (Forever Dumb) to booze-soaked troubadour (Jordan Carr & The Boys) with only a small jail sentence in between.

Today, he’s quarantined with his lovely partner and adorable newborn, so it’s time for some brand new tunes from the self-proclaimed (?) “Greatest Songwriter of the Quarantine Era.”

With the summer release of Jordan Carr & The Boys’ new EP, Rail Vodka, postponed indefinitely because of the pandemic, Carr is using this time to take a different approach. He’s pouring all his efforts into recording demos in his basement before giving them to a variety of producers. He wants to see just where his songs can go. He wants to continue figuring out just who the hell Jordan Carr really is.

Fans that know him for his whiskey-soaked tales of empty bottles and endless nights might be surprised at the results, but they won’t be disappointed. The uncut sincerity and solid arrangements are still there. They’ve just been tweaked with maturity, wisdom and just a hint of cabin fever… and that’s before producers like Colin Scharf, Jesse “Turf” McInturff and Justin Sapp work their own brands of unique magic which make up Carr’s new EP, Neapolitan Man.

Neapolitan Man is the by-product of bartender banter and quarantine. It acts as an experiment in which I let three different engineers produce and mix three of my very personal songs in their own way. The result was nerve racking yet exciting. Neapolitan Man started as one thing and ended up an exercise in trust and growth.

credits

released July 31, 2020

All songs written and performed by Jordan Carr
"No Ragrets" was produced, engineered and mixed by Colin Scharf
"American Spirit" was produced, engineered and mixed by Justin Sapp
"Just South of Heaven" was produced, engineered and mixed by Jesse "Turff" McInturff
Mastered by Justin Perkins at Mystery Room Mastering
Album art layout by CM Dugan
Photography by Irv Briscoe
Illustration by Luke Lieske
Original art concept by Jesse "Turff" McInturff

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Jordan Carr Minneapolis, Minnesota

Despite the darkened nature of some of Carr's songs, hope shines through. Armed with a beat-up guitar and a cutting grin, Carr has traveled the globe and spread his tales of heartbreak, incarceration, empty bottles and full hearts.

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