Jack Pedler Muzzlechop Whisker (Self-Released) By: Gary Pig Gold Jack's spent the past quarter century drumming behind, at last count, 250-some-odd bands up Canada way. I'm pleased to report he's recently crossed the dreaded Pine Curtain and is now busy terrorizing Manhattan's anti-folk anti-scene with his own unique brand of anti-rock. Music should never be the same again.
With a voice resembling a knife fight between Tom Waits and Mel TormT, singing songs populated with the most dizzying array of characters this side of Dickens, Jack's warped yet wonderful world view is one that should be taken up this instant by everyone reading this sentence. No, the musically unadventurous or psychologically frail need not apply. The rest of you? Go ahead. Trust in Jack.
