Jawbox
Jawbox was an American alternative rock band from Washington, D.C., United States. Its original members were J. Robbins (vocals, guitar), Kim Coletta (bass guitar) and Adam Wade (drums). Bill Barbot (vocals, guitar) and Zach Barocas (drums) later joined the group, with Barocas replacing Wade.
History
Robbins had played in the final incarnation of Government Issue, which was the longest lived of the original Washington, D.C. punk bands. After Government Issue called it quits, Robbins formed Jawbox with Kim Coletta and Adam Wade. The trio recorded a demo cassette and their first, self-released single (this was also the beginning of their use of the Desoto Records rubric, which went on to become a formal, successful independent record label); inclusion of the song "Bullet Park" on the Maximumrocknroll compilation They Don't Get Paid, They Don't Get Laid, But Boy Do They Work Hard (1989) was their most widespread early exposure. They also recorded a four-song EP, Jawbox (1990), which was incorporated into the CD release of their first album, Grippe (both released by Dischord Records). Shortly afterwards, Bill Barbot joined the band as second guitarist and second singer. Not long after, they recorded Novelty with Iain Burgess, and toured the USA.
Jawbox (album)
Jawbox was the fourth and final album by Jawbox. The album was released by TAG, a subsidiary of Atlantic Records. In the months following the album's release, the band was dropped from TAG and thus from Atlantic.
The album is much more commercial than its predecessor, For Your Own Special Sweetheart. The songs "Empire of One", "Mule/Stall", "Nickel Nickel Millionaire", and "Capillary Life" transition into each other.
Track listing
Videos were filmed for the songs Mirrorful and Cornflake Girl.
References
Podcasts:
Jawbox
ALBUMS
- My Scrapbook of Fatal Accidents released: 1998
- Jawbox released: 1996
- For Your Own Special Sweetheart released: 1994
- Novelty released: 1992
- Grippe released: 1991
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Iodine
by: JawboxI don't want to talk.
I roll my red eyes back,
closed and latched;
still you watch.
Sweep from left to right.
Frame six hundred nine,
it never lies,
like some electric eye.
Iodine night sky, straight to veins through eyes.
Iodine night sky, diagnose this time: sickness or a crime?
profane something fine; so you define.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Ten times, ten times fast.
Dye infection black.
A note pinned on your back,
painfully exact.
Iodine night sky, straight to veins through eyes.
Iodine night sky, diagnose this time.
Now pathologize: sickness or a crime,
as you define.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Ten times, ten times.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.
Say it like you mean it, boy.
Shut your mouth until you can.