Jonn E Combat

If you care about the Earth and the future generations of man, turn off your monitors. If you’ve ever loved someone, stop listening right now. Otherwise, enjoy.
"Boise Idaho. Former home of Pushead and the ultimate destination of Divine, the filthiest person on the planet. The City of Trees, baby, and if you sit yourself down in the dirt overlooking the city in the foothills, that’s all you can see for about twenty miles, then it’s dirt again, dirt and dirtrats and sagebrush.
They say cities have personalities, and I guess I buy that. Let me just say then that if Boise was a woman, I wouldn’t want to see her naked. Postmodernism is a bitch too. It would be ironically postmodern of me to approach Ms. Boise and tell her we could make beautiful music together. If I did it, they’d call me Jonn E Combat.
His music taken on its own, typically vocals and keyboard played stunningly off kilter and oddly reminiscent of Meatloaf, would fit in the background of a movie about snakes and weirdos. Few places else. You can find it on myspace, but it’s no more than a curiosity to most unless they see it live. Then to the understanding heart it’s a testimony to perserverance and a reaffirmation of melting faces.
Music in Boise sucks. I don’t know what it’s like elsewhere and I don’t care. I don’t live elsewhere anyway. The fact is that most bands play for fun and only for fun. This was noble in 1991. Now it’s literally chickenshit. The "OH BOY" of yesteryear has been superceeded by a hearty "FUCK YEAH," and if I articulated this transition for the ages to agree with, they’d call me Jonn E. Combat."
-Hans Welford Gumdrop: Roling Stone
"Jonn E Combat. Nobody knows what the "E" stands for, but if you ask me, I’d say it stands for "Excellent!" Jonn is a musician/prophet headquartered in the seedy underbelly of the industrial wasteland known as Boise, Idaho. His tunes will blow your mind with unholy rhythmic stabs and extraterrestrial tone color. Whether it be on the keys, saxa-mu-phone, or guit-machine, Jonn E suceeds in looking convention in the eye and punching it right in the keister. He is part free-wheeling Bob Dylan, part lyrically-inspired DeeDee Ramone, and 100% combatacular goodness. You can see Jonn E Combat at various venues around Boise and on the web at www.myspace.com/captaincombat. Expect to see a lot more of Jonn E Combat very soon and remember, "This isn’t a protest: This Is War.""
-Chris Peebles: Weekly Mystic
"...I sat down with Jonn [E. Combat] for a Sav-on Cafe breakfest of 13 cheese omelet and black coffee, and by the end I realized just why people have bothered to mention his name to me. I must admit I was disappointed.
...He represents how stupid people under 25 can really be, with dreams of armed revolution, human evolution, and mental convolution that amount to little more than a face ... puffed with cat allergies, a head ... without real prospects, and a greasy plate of diner food with a 30 cent tip...
Like most of these idiots, Jonn [E. Combat] assumes there is nothing going on in this town, though he also admits ’I’m never really starved for things to do.’ ... What would he like to see different around here? ’I’d like to see more action,’ he says, ’and more lying, not like [sic] lying about stupid things like who likes who or who thinks or does what, but lying about important things, like lying about how money isn’t important and you should be a nice person all the time.’
Sometimes ... I have to wonder if it’s all a joke ... if he’s being ironic or clever ... but after a few minutes with him, I realize ... with all his charm and attention to detail ... with his exuberance and off-color non sequiturs ... at his very core he is a demented personage and, significantly worse than that, a detrimental blot on both culture and society.
-Logan Taylorson: The Boise Sun