Yet more Boston guitar-rawk bluster.
The Blackjacks suspiciously remind me of another Beantown bunch, the equally bar-busting Classic Ruins, right down to the vocals in fact. However these guys are slightly more forward-thinking (along the lines of a more pedestrian Jim Carroll Band) not to mention even more ribald and apolitically correct. I wouldn't refer to these gents as innovators, but goddamn they're super tight and occasionally catchy (see "Dreaming Of Saturday Again"). Elsewhere you might encounter some bluesy or roots rock seasoning, albeit nothing excessive. Apparently there was a double CD-R compilation of all of their recordings, but I have yet to encounter it.
01. The Generic N.Y.C. Woman
02. Dreaming Of Saturday Again
03. Junk Train
04. The Black Jacks' Manifesto (The Sweet Smell Of Flowers)
05. My Home Town
06. Demon Lover
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Thanks for reminding me about these guys ...
Also a mono file
Thanks! Saw them a bunch of times here around Boston in the day, they were very polarizing at the time in the scene....leader Johny Angel was earlier in City Thrills/Thrills who have stuff out there, good stuff!!!
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