“She’s not as pretty as she thinks she is. Imagine her after she’s had kids.” Cynical narrator, heavy strumming acoustic guitar that morphs into an electric, with just plain pop for the final high school dance party. Great fun. “So get up and get down and get outside. It’s a lovely sunny day to go and hide yourself away!” The narrator takes off and becomes cynical on several other characters, all in fun and all so close to the truth but with the end result that he’s constantly looking outside and never inwards. No matter, “that’s not the point anyway.” The point is “you’re not designed to be alone.” Shoutouts for Photosynthesis and Love Ire & Song .
Frank Turner