Scott Holland- vocals, guitar.
Christopher Tordini- bass.
JP Gilbert- guitar.
Tim Monaghan- drums.
Influences
That one guy with the long hair.
Sounds Like
Billy Joel kinda, but more like if Billy Joel was a kick ass rock band. I mean...ok so not Billy Joel. More like Prince or something. Only Prince like splits into four white guys that totally melt your face all over Brooklyn...and I think I hear a little Sabbath in there. You know? Hey, do you want to go to Barry's joint tonight? I heard he quit smoking drugs. Maybe now he's not a total prick.
Also out now is J.A.C.K.'s song OBLITERATOR off the Jucifer/J.A.C.K. split 7"
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"Imagine a hybrid man wrought from the DNA of Bon Scott and Robert Plant and you’ll get an idea of the gravel-voiced glory of J.A.C.K. frontman Scott Holland. His band supports him with pitch-perfect post–Thin Lizzy crunch punk." - Time Out NY 12/08
"As of this minute J.A.C.K. is the fucking bar. Their singer wails better than anybody who’s gripped a microphone since membrane was glued to magnets. They take simple melodies to hook you in, and then seconds afterwards they flush them out with vivid breakdowns and a resounding Ikara Colt level-intensity. A band like The Strokes can write a good rock riff, but they never take it where these guys can. That skinny, choreographed male model can’t drop his voice down and impersonate the ghosts of Golden Gate Jubilee Quartette, but Scott Holland can. He can also squeal like a wounded animal and somehow make words of the pained noises."-Stranded In Stereo
"When all is said and done, J.A.C.K. is able to accomplish what few bands can in an age of omnipotent, four-star ratings: surpass their own hype".
- JezebelMusic.com
"A trio of well trained rock musicians thrashes and burns up a thunderous mountain of sound upon which guitarist/vocalist Scott Holland stands to deliver an otherworldly falsetto-driven vocal assault with steely intensity. Things may be happening quickly for the band, but the music merits the good fortune".
-The Deli Magazine
Hello J.A.C.K., I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. I keep searching for you between the cushions. May you be as vivid as your hallucinations. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you.
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love! see you in november....but probably in your town before that. thanks for a great show and for letting us commit breaking and entering in your back yard! p.s. that bodega has the best egg sammiches ever. $2.50! fuck!
an excellent, excellent show my friends. i got to watch from the balcony as i am royalty in my own mind. but this royalty saw jp's nice new haircut, and scotts baby buttcrack. and you also made me want to grind like i was in a rap video.
Our new album "Herbarium" is
out now on CdBaby (MP3 so far, physical CD is on its way).
Diverse palette of styles (post-rock,
ambient, electronica, trip-hop, with elements of noise, dub,
neoclassic and free improvisation), united by cinematic, slightly
pensive mood.
«Herbarium» is called so
because of heterogeneity of «songs», which can be
compared to miscellaneous leaves in the album, still being belonged
to the family of trees. Trying to avoid non-alive metaphors here,
only thought of diversity and warm and innermost feeling that
herbarium is capable to conjure up. «... This leaf I picked up
in the park where I met her, and this - I sat by the river,
contemplating...». So tracks were created – one was captured
in some magic jam, another – recorded layer by layer and
meticulously mixed then, next – cut from previous sessions and so
on.
All compositions are united by Poostosh
sense of music – mostly pensive, spatial, tender and experimental.
There's a lot of soul and charisma in every leaf... So please let
your soul look over our HERBARIUM.
