How
could you be so blind? You haven’t heard of JP Corwyn? You haven’t seen
him live? You haven’t heard his music? How embarrassing for you.
Really, though. It’s ok. You’re in the right place. For JP, the
rationale for the blind jokes is, well, reasonable. He is legally blind.
Born with a degenerative condition, he has been legally blind since
birth, with the shades pulling ever tighter throughout his
as-yet-brief-but-potent life. This makes his genre tag of Blind Indie
Rock make more sense. Otherwise, he’d just be sort of pretentious and
snarky, but not in the fun depraved sit-com way.
Corwyn’s
vocal-driven indie rock style is infectious, reminiscent of Toad the
Wet Sprocket’s Glen Phillips co-writing songs with Angie Aparo that get
snatched by Adam Levine of Maroon 5, with occasional stomps into Creed
and Pearl Jam-esque electric anthem territory.
Once
and always a New Yorker, Corwyn was born on Long Island, and now makes
his home and home base in Seminole, Florida after spending several
post-high school years in Washington, D.C. He sang before he spoke and
declared his musical vocation when he was 5 years old. His family was
thrilled. Sarcasm. Their reticence would have been justified, if JP’s
musical talent and gift for genuine emotional connection had not been so
pronounced. His desire to draw a crowd and love of the electricity
found in the performance experience is a through-line in his success, as
is his love of story. Story is king in Corwyn’s music. Story telling is
more important than a clever lyric, and true listening is more
important than feet tapping. Most often, the story is of triumph,
survival, some form of powering through, and, during conversation, the
inevitable: blind jokes. The really offensive, really funny ones. (as
compiled on the bands website)
Read more:
www.reverbnation.com/jpcorwyn
