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NATHAN

by brotherkenzie

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sammwee
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sammwee Nathan Stocker's lyricism and the portrayal of his idealized self is so raw and so beautiful..i am grateful for his expression Favorite track: SPRING PEELS.
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coleieo_to_the_morris A welcome addition, full stop a heartfelt experience. Thank you.
asherhansow
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asherhansow This record feels so comforting. Theres such a wide variety of sounds going on from DADDY to BIKE NO MORE. I love how we can feel his sound evolve from Carver to this. Just a perfect record. Favorite track: SPRING PEELS.
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carrrson There's a lot of really weird fucking sounds in here. And I fucking love it. Just a really fun album and I'm happy to see brotherkenzie expand on what he can do. Favorite track: GET ON IT.
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etspanja this song makes me unbelievably sad Favorite track: WAKING UP TUNE.
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1.
tank-topped and black pantied we surface like fish in oil waters clad in late night grandiosity reaching under the covers so i can charge you accurately what, you think i do this shit for free? resume your waking up tune we’re doomed, this is your waking up tune down the hatch we’re looking for nocturnal weapons of the people underground they don’t come up for air waiting for the moment when i’ve got you where i want you till then i keep nodding yes as if i care resume your waking up tune we’re doomed, this is your waking up tune thrill me please me extract the demon that lives to tease me and i’ll toss my moral compass to the dogs where’s the fun in catching up without the bowels of digital love tightly screaming murder through the fog? resume your waking up tune we’re doomed, this is your waking up tune
2.
DADDY 03:23
nobody calls me daddy sadly and nobody sends me nudes anymore but i saw your ass last night when you hung up and i wonder what you did that for? you only crack me up when i’m wasted i usually hate the sound of your voice i hit you up because i thought you were dying but now we’re in love and i don’t have a choice what do i know? roses are red and bruises are yellow i like to be so fucking blue you run the board on using your mouth while i run away from needing to i’m working on my three-a-days you beat me to the punch on everything used to think things i shouldn’t say like, “you used to cheer at football games” what do i know? you ask to see my morning wood so i text you back my evening scene people agree that you’re bat shit crazy so i dial back my tendencies nobody calls me daddy
3.
DIE BROKE 01:46
god only knows her way around my neighborhood today normally i’d be passed out in her pickup, that’s the play i only want the bossy, bad, and shallow type, okay? is it too much to ask for someone nasty to be bae? i don’t know your fucking name but i know we both think the same fuck me up in different ways and we can all die broke
4.
SPRING PEELS 03:37
say my name, i’ve always wanted you to say it tongue pressed close against the cheek brushed red fingertip, sipping on the college way you held my heart for the week no, i can’t be around you anymore, around you anymore, around you anymore spring peels shyly around the open door, around the open door the one i'd left there for you breaking waves like the cosmic saving grace had you not drained another ocean just for fun right window streaming god-infested cloud through unseen stoplight, i bet it was the sun no, i can’t be around you anymore, around you anymore, around you anymore spring peels shyly around the open door, around the open door the one i'd left there for you turning back i couldn't breathe if you had asked me to a trouble, sudden change of heart tip toe on the glass, shattered corners of the past still bloody, i forgot this part
5.
OVERGIVER 03:42
shovel in the back, did you call me just for that? well, i’m on the way got a couple stops to hit, but you’re still on my list oh, what a big day peruse the fit, i’ll see to it no cards, no checks you know the rest get on, we’re good, pick out the wood underwhelming overgiver just out past the parkway, tucked behind the mist adorably quaint guess you found the exit, but never signed for this that’s what you think peruse the fit, i’ll see to it no cards, no checks you know the rest get on, we’re good, pick out the wood underwhelming overgiver
6.
BIKE NO MORE 03:02
wait maybe you shouldn’t leave i’ve been listening to you scream at me i just want you to stay don't you think i know you best? when you’re fast asleep on my chest? i’ve still got so much to say
7.
WORLD BURN 03:18
got more legs than wheels these days more “decent”s and less “okays” city slicker sure she’s never coming back star-changer and hell-raiser queens-born under word traders let ride the AI of a future age she flies, violence in her eyes love her like i try world burn since the world turn is it new now with my blue brow? nah get tired and run like anybody cares sleep tight in your hindsight can you tell right from the bad light? simp baby to all your enemies tonight she flies, violence in her eyes love her like i tried
8.
POKEY 03:34
better pony up, stick it to the heartache knock ‘em dead, lover boy, for your sake whittle down a complicated history expendable, bendable, pokey you were a misfit toy, secretly unemployed calling the shots on a game you had no part in despite your attitude, a good thing was given to you you hog-tied that sucker right up and ran away what’s so uncomfortable? quit your whining, you got shit to do there’s a reason that you… better pony up, stick it to the heartache knock ‘em dead, lover boy, for your sake whittle down a complicated history expendable, bendable, pokey you know you had it made, now you gotta pay time to pack up, skip town, and start your new life right loneliness comes and goes, that’s what you didn’t know sometimes the thing people need is to just get by yeah it was beautiful unlike anything else you had seen but it’s nothing now, so you… better pony up, stick it to the heartache knock ‘em dead, lover boy, for your sake whittle down a complicated history expendable, bendable, pokey
9.
MAZZY 06:29
good luck, young stallion you sure got the talent but this world ain’t forgiving so be careful with all your building i wanna be just like mazzy that love will drive you crazy send in the clowns you’re shy and you’re lazy but don’t let that get you down i wanna be just like mazzy there’s no promise unbroken no uncommon ground but your heart won't be broken till you’ve lost what you’ve found i wanna be just like mazzy
10.
MOMMA 02:06
momma said i’d grow up big and strong sorry, momma, you were wrong sorry these days is all that i can say these days i’m just in the way worry not, at least you know but what have i got to show? listen, shut up, you’re a part of it i deserve all of this shit one day maybe all will be forgiven momma, is this what they call living? worry not, at least you know but what have i got to show? momma, i’ll try better to be good ain't been trying like i should one day maybe i will make you proud momma, am i the kid you wanted now?
11.
GET ON IT 02:04
so if you’re gonna cheat on me with the baseball team i’m out, goddamn, i better get on it and if i’m gonna get yelled at, sure, i’ll run like hell yeah, yeah, i better get on it and if i’m gonna make amends with the fam and all my friends well, shit, i better get on it and if i’m gonna write down my thoughts…wait…never mind i better get on it and if i’m gonna love hard as i fuck up close up, and hide away i better get on it and if i’m gonna eat shit today ain’t no way there ain’t a smile on my face, i better get on it and if i’m gonna have dreams of being more obscene like in the magazines, i better get on it and if i’m gonna build a big black box to touch myself and no one else i better get on it
12.
STARS ABOVE 04:02
stars above, they watch they been watching me get on out here, i can't i can't keep up for too long trail’s been awful dusty, brain is getting rusty i couldn’t tell ya ‘bout the old ticker, that’s for certain this one’s for myself and the road i’ve yet to travel at least i got the sky out tonight with all them stars prayers get lost i hope, hope they find me in the morning one was hard enough for you not to answer, wasn’t it? here on out i’m counting on me to ride this out, so i’m breaking in the saddle i got for just the two of us now my only partner’s the moment i can see them stars sleep can wait gotta get on my own way

about

Brotherkenzie is the solo output from St Paul producer and songwriter Nathan Stocker –and, through the project, lives in the shadows, operating on the outskirts of the music industry, something he’s grown increasingly less interested in as he ages. Brotherkenzie’s music is a chasm carved from honesty and earnestness, the result teetering between catchiness and pop, but with sharp edges.

On the cover of Nathan, Stocker is about to be enveloped by an enormous black box in a deadened Minnesotan sprawl, framed by the eeriness of placid blue skies, the suggestion of a cold wind. It’s like a snapshot of calm caught in a moment before something bad happens, but you don’t know quite what that bad is yet. The looming black mass is a physical manifestation of narcissism –and Nathan is an exhaustive exploration of that. It’s an artifact of what happens when you listen to, and obey, your demons. A final look-a-round at the dirt you’ve known your whole life before descending to the eternal what-have-you.

The record is a re-introduction to Stocker’s solo output as brotherkenzie; his last release, 2020’s BIG WHAT closed the first chapter of the project, while Nathan explores the afterlife of a creative death. The 12 songs collected here are intended to signify a new brotherkenzie era: one embracing sex and heathen ideals. Even the title vies for blasphemy; Stocker’s attempt to divorce his first name from its loaded religious meaning and instead take ownership of it. It’d be easy to say it’s in response to Stocker’s deeply religious upbringing, but that’s too simple –instead, it’s an exercise in “what if’s?,” leaning into the dark side, interested in exploring what it means to be satanic without ever mentioning a devil –or any type of God, or religion –by name. Instead, Stocker wonders what happens when you die and are reborn as a demon. When you operate without goodness in mind. Is that a mode for something true? Even if it’s evil?

Stocker wrote these songs from March to November of 2020. It was isolating in the usual ways for that time, of course, but he was also juggling a number of relationships that were unhealthy for a myriad of reasons. He was stuck in a cycle, unable to escape, and every time he sat down the self-loathing and demons came out. Here he examines that self-destructive tenderness, observant of the way he was then but not fraught over it. Instead, he’s like a documentarian of trying times; of what it feels like to grow a new epidermis instead.

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released August 26, 2022

Written by Nathan Stocker
“Daddy” written by Nathan Stocker & Caleb Hinz
Produced by Nathan Stocker & Caleb Hinz
Engineered by Nathan Stocker & Caleb Hinz
Mixed by Caleb Hinz
Mastered by Huntley Miller
Photography by Brit O’Brien
Design by Timothy Reavis of The Limbo Society

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