Personnel
With no FM signal reaching her remote mountain town, Jackie's early musical experience was limited to AM radio and Saturday morning cartoons.Thankfully, she escaped to Philadelphia and discovered that most bands do not put out promotional lunchboxes. A sucker for any song with a hook, Jackie is known for colorful, sparkly guitars and annoying bursts of inappropriately timed creativity. When you are falling asleep to Conan, she's cranking out pop tunes at the speed of sound.
Jim's lifelong dream is to be a member of the world's cleanest band. His bass grooves and obsession with timing keep us tight, while his fastidiousness keeps our equipment in mint condition (we have all the hang tags!). Often mistaken for Russell Crowe by celebrity-seeking foreigners, Jim plays only sunburst finish basses; they match any outfit. Ignore his brooding expression. He's merely trying to remember where he left his Windex.
If Zac Braff and Dave Grohl had a love child, Phil would be their boy – a drummer with guitar visions who volunteers in the wild and wooly ED at the Hospital of the University of Pennsylvania in (possible) preparation for med school. And believe it or not, in addition to (or in spite of) being a great drummer, Phil actually has reliable transportation, gainful employment AND lives above ground! In fact, he’s got a schedule that would make Lance Armstrong seem lazy, but still manages to squeeze in band practices, shows, recording and video shoots. Hmmm. He may actually be twins.
Alumni
How can you not love a guy who drives all the way from Schwenksville to Philadelphia for band practice? Evan's perpetual grin and sunny disposition has earned him the nickname Mr. Fun, and we'd all like to have some of whatever he's on. He maintains creative control over all intros, solos and endings, and his love of old-school punk and impressive collection of boutique pedals (all distortion) drive the band to rock just a little harder, even on the slow songs.
Peter has lived most everywhere, from Northern Vermont to Union Square...and is it any wonder he gravitates toward the big city? With two maximum security correctional facilities
in his hometown in rural upstate New York, Pete's teachers moonlighted as prison guards, and he was in high school before he realized that cigarettes are not generally accepted as currency. While he is an amazingly accomplished drummer, he has yet to master that most elusive of talents, the stick twirl. A lover of vintage gear, Pete is determined to will his prized set of Ludwig drums to himself in his next life. He's the latest addition to the band and he brews a mean cup of coffee.
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