I’m not going to limit myself just because people won’t accept the fact that I can do something else.
— Dolly Parton
The Legend of the Jackers

The Legend of the Jackers

Recently found: A setlist to prove they saw a million (or maybe just two) faces and rocked them all (or both). Like Santa Claus, Sasquatch, Nessie and the chupacabras**, sometimes a photo must stand as proof.

I think I’ve talked about this before, but my brother and I had a “band” in the 80s (didn’t everyone) called The Jackers. Our hook? We wore jackets. Also, we played plastic badminton rackets as guitars and sang into a Fisher Price radio-tunable microphone. We played our gigs on the staircase landing in our house in Bellevue off Sawyer Brown Road. It was, in a word, awesome.

Like many venues, we apparently didn’t allow photographing or recording of any kind, because we don’t have any pictures of The Jackers in action. I do remember singing Tina Turner’s Private Dancer, though (mainly because of how hilarious that is to me now that I know what that song is about), and I know we covered Starship’s We Built This City. 

Things I didn’t remember? We were Star and Shadow.

A candid look at the band during the early Jackers era. 

Oh, the good ol’ days…


*Who may have actually been called The Drachets

 **Perhaps there will be a reunion tour as Nessie & the Chupacabras?

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