Jordan Daniel

Whether Jordan is writing acoustically under moniker Borderline Angelic, scratching out club beats with experimental project Electric Dreams Fantasy Boy, exploring 8-bit sounds and field recording with the electronic Pareidolia, or even playing homage to David Byrne and early ska in Captain Sizzle At The CBGB - the founder of Sudden Epidemic and the "voice" of Jane Lane plays music wherever he goes.

When not dancing the tango with lady Music herself, Jordan enjoys croquet, Regina Spektor, cooking, The Dark Knight, Magic: The Gathering, composition notebooks, horror movies, Terry Gilliam, concerts, quidditch, Blue Indigo, Mel Brooks, Richard Linklater, Photoshop, the internet, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, milk, Stanley Kubrick, new wave, Moog, the color pink, and the number 136.

Moments On A Painted Landscape

The first time you feel wet sand curl around your toes at the ocean.
Running towards a wave, and then running away, not understanding its power.

The fire of the earth spreading across the horizon come six o'clock on a New Mexican fall day.
Watching shafts of light dance like fingertips over the edges of a cliff.

The first time you knew you were in love, and the second, and the third.
Those eyes, those bewitching eyes, and the history preplanned to be played out on a stage.
The curve of your hand against a loved one's waist, and the shuddering thought of its loss.

Why do we fear to touch? When we get older?

The first time you went with your family to the movies; the smell of popcorn and sticky floors.
Waiting and waiting, asking 'what time is it?', waiting for the movie to begin.
Take us to a new world!

A day in July with a sky so blue you think you've never seen blue before.
Not this blue...
Firecrackers, the smell of a carnivals and fairs, and the sounds of unbridled freedom.

Crawling into your parents' bed at night after experiencing a fear you can not explain.

The smell of burning firewood, and the trails of wind the leaves make in October.
We are all so warm and loved huddled inside our shelters.
Running wild and so unlike ourselves when the moon is out.

The first time you said 'I love you', and the last time it was reciprocated with honesty.
Betrayal, and lessons learned.

These are moments on a painted landscape.