Grumpy’s ‘Bird Parts’ turns messy queer heartbreak into a dream-pop-meets-nu-metal anthem you can cry-scream along to

Grumpy’s ‘Bird Parts’ turns messy queer heartbreak into a dream-pop-meets-nu-metal anthem you can cry-scream along to

Grumpy, the NYC outfit helmed by Heaven Schmitt (they/he), have delivered the kind of heartbreak anthem that doesn’t so much tug at the heartstrings as yank them out and restring them on a cheap pawn-shop guitar. Lyrically, Schmitt is on cracking form, navigating the emotional absurdity of loving someone who prefers your husband (yes, you read that right). There’s a mic-drop moment of bitter, poetic resignation: “My girl isn’t mine, I’m a botto…