JACKS UNION

...and so it goes we all go our separate ways, the drummer an intellectual, the guitarist a sound master the singer a soldier and bassist a soldier to be...the name jacks union consigned to legend as the youthful rythmic edge to the chanting of the great phalanx of bands that sporned from grimsby and cleethorpes to unleash their wrath on the music scene and shower into the great cities of the north and london an unambiguous promulgation of north east lincolnshire wit and being in the form of passionful and fuckin great tunes!...yes we shall never forget the nights we shared the stage with such genius brothers as The Gents, Orphan Boy and Blueprint (pfftt!) and a scene with The Wasp Factory and The So and Sos, The Brightlights and Twisted Phobia!...may the music of grimsby be ubiquitous and the poetry of a superior working class be as mighty as the loyal followers of the mariners!...we piss on your fish!!! ..yes we do!