Crabs, The: Jackpot!
The duo of Lisa Jackson and Jonn Lunsford started out modestly, as just a Christmas project the tragically out of print X-Mas with the Crabs cassette, now coming on full force on their debut album, Jackpot. The nautical themes abound as they merge Anacortes style rockin’ with classic pop. You also get lovesick musings and a cry for vengence against the neighborhood bully. Definitely the catch of the day. A co-release with Knw-Yr-Own.
Crabs, The: Brainwashed
New brainwave gliding semi-sweetly over pop guitar rubble, this album fits every mood imaginable. Crashing crush themes, prom night anthems, rock’n’roll lullabies, an ode to Jean Paul Sartre flow from Jonn and Lisa, with Pat Maley pumping the keyboard. It’s hummable.
Crabs, The: What Were Flames Now Smolder
Remember the scene from Rebel without a Cause at the observatory when Buzz says “Hey, I’m a crab!”? In that shared moment of intimate humor there was a glimmer of hope. Everything was going to work out this time, after all. Jonn Lunsford and Lisa Jackson have fulfilled the promise of hollow-body rockin’ in a grange hall style, a party where you can win the dance contest in the name of love: What Were Flames Now Smolder. A rebel with a constellation. Al Larsen wads his guitar up into a ball for one song. Pat Maley tinkles the keys on a few others. Abandon the alter of drab and dull for some stone-free love-itis.
Crabs, The: Sand and Sea
The most succulent pop stars of the Northwest, rumored to have inspired several characters in Twin Peaks. These kids seem wholesome enough, but wet bathing suits under their jeans and Pendleton daycoats speak of Northwest adventures untold. New member Sarah Dougher joins Jonn and Lisa with her farfisa organ. The Crabs provide the hinge to where the ?60s meet the ?00s, a familiar clamor meshing with modern insights. And when was the last time a rock’n’pop combo made you dance? The Crabs gonna move you.
Cover beautifully designed by Nikki McClure.