Jack Berry

DUUUUUUUUUUUUDE.

This guy's throat sounds very Chris Cornell, but only if Chris Cornell didn't know he was Chris Cornell so he didn't Chris Cornell all over the fucking song like Chris fucking Cornell fucking Chris Cornells. 

YEA, I MADE DUDE AN ADJECTIVE,  A NOUN, AND A FUCKING VERB BRO. I WENT TO HIGHED SCHOOLING.

This Jack Berry dude, besides having the perfect name for a CIA/spy action novel protaganist, has one hell of a crisp fucking delivery on "The Bull". Sure, it sounds like maybe it was recorded in a studio worth more than my entire fucking house, but that's to be expected. I mean, check out dude's facial hair in the picture up there?

Is this dude's facial hair and birthmarks similar to a clown's make up hot as fuck or are my rock and roll glasses all fogged up from how fucking hot dude is?

I love how this is hard rock, while still retaining a semblance of a blues track, yet it doesn't get fucking corny like modern blues music has been for the last twenty years. Dirty as fuck, sure, but it's sexy. This is like Kenny Wayne Shepard cut his fucking hair, realized he was meant for dock work, and met a bunch of guys who only communicate about how much life sucks through the ingesting of quarter drafts and sidecar shots of Jameson after the first shift horn sounds, and instead of writing songs about the pains of heartbreak he writes songs about things he can relate to, like fucking workin' on the docks bro. 

Hey Jack Berry, make more music and make sure it doesn't suck butt, cause this song is the fucking jam and it most certainly does not suck all of the butt.