The boys have combined their entire history together, from the 6th grade band, to the 9th grade AC/DC smoke-outs, to the senior year of Dylan, Reed and Van Zandt, into a sound that is all at once sweaty, sweet, dangerous, howling, banging, whispering and crying. If Angus Young, Willie Nelson and Bob Dylan started a band, it would be Jackpot.
Hearing Jackpot, his new album Weightless, is like getting a postcard from the dusty Sierra Nevada foothills. It´s a snapshot of a porch, hot summer days and the chilled cocktails and swimming pools that make them bearable. It´s a communiqué from a time and a place that knows nothing about email and cell phones and everything about life in a small town, boredom, listlessness and a yearning for something more.
Rusty Miller, singer/guitarist, handles the bulk of the songwriting duties, with the exception of the occasional lucrative jam session and said that much of the new record is representative of a batch of songs written just before the band split their recording time between a friend´s cabin and a warehouse in Sacramento.
Like
"Weightless", literally the first time we ever played it, we
ran through it halfway and said "Lets record it". It´s
a nice time to record things.
There's some records you listen to late at night when you´re drinking
with your friends and you listen to certain records during the daytime.
We were looking for more of that laid back afternoon thing, instead of
a wild abandon thing. This record is that way. It´s positive. The
sun is shining, I'm with my girl, drinking a beer.
(Rusty Miller)
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