Like a frustrated, horny old man, this album has been a long time coming.
The familiar adage, “Time is money”, hits close to home for struggling musicians (and the studio’s the frequent.) During the recording of ‘Lunchbox Boogie’, both time and money became increasingly scarce. But determined to top the ‘polluted bubblegum’ brilliance of our first offering, we forged ahead. Our mantra simple: Carpe Genitor…seizes the genitals!
Tools of choice: Les Pauls, Marshalls and a schoolyard panache for “humour erotique”. There would be no “impassioned songwriter” nonsense connected to this project. No 'flavor of the month' rockabilly twangnamit, ‘bad means good’ punk ja vu or Cookie Monster-core either. This was to be rock AND roll. Old school “groove and swagger” kinda stuff, delivered by “in crowd” outcasts.
Bazooka Jones has never aspired to be a socially conscious band. No desire to “wax political”…there are plenty of bands out there willing to bore the shit out of people with their wrist slitting anthems, raging against some sort of machine or another. Bazooka Jones is about rock and rolling all nite, ballroom blitzing, banging gongs and getting it on.
These days, a well crafted, catchy song seems the kryptonite of the ‘Superhip.’ They dismiss that type of song craft as “un-original” and equate it with “selling out.” I’ve proudly plagiarized the line and repeated it many times since…”FUCK SELLING OUT, WE’RE BUYING IN,” and as far as that “originality crap”, totally original music can many times be like a virgin. Fresh yes, fun, not so much. Besides, if we desired to be ‘totally original’, we could just bang pots and pans in 7/8 time while screaming “in tongues,” as there seems to be a big demand for THAT!
So consider ‘Lunchbox Boogie’ your declaration of blissful ignorance. A guilty pleasure that goes straight to the hips, coaxing you to shake your ass in the face of your “inner adult”. Crank it up, and ‘Dance Naked.’ It’s ok.
It’s ok to dig music that’s not trying to save planet earth. It’s ok to say ‘piss off cold world’ while you get your Bazooka Jones on. The bills will be there in the morning, as will the hole in the ozone and corporate greed. The sperm whales are gonna have to take care of themselves today; there are smaller fish to fry. And we plan on frying them up proper, with Les Pauls, Marshalls and some faux French phrase for ‘naughty humor.’
~ Bazooka Jones
Read what the critics are saying about Lunchbox Boogie.
"...an American rock and roll band at last!" ~ R.W. Emerson
"Lunchbox Boogie is a work of such emotion depth, and sonic brilliance...I am sure that if I could hear it, I would absolutly love it.." ~ H. Keller
"...it (Lunchbox Boogie) has been a real eye opener and I've made some real progress since listening to it...to think that all this time, it has been my father that I've wanted to sleep with and my mother I've wanted to...who whoulda thunk?" ~ S. Frued