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A wordy force of nature…
Monday, 24.08.2015, 20:20
oh what a night...
Jeffrey Lewis & The Jrams (USA)
When Rough Trade signed him in 2001, he returned the favor with his official first album titled «The Last Time I Did Acid I Went Insane».

Things haven’t gotten any saner in the meantime. It’s been Jeffrey Lewis & The Creeping Brains, Jeffrey Lewis & The Jitters, Jeffery Lewis & The Jackals, Jeffrey Lewis & The Junkyard, Jeffrey Lewis & The Rain and now in his latest version he’s visiting as Jeffrey Lewis & The Jrams, with Mem on bass and Heather on drums. This great figure who rose out of the now somewhat deceased anti-folk sidewalk café scene in New York - which also included other legends like Adam Green or the Moldy Peaches - is still at it. Tirelessly touring the world in the flighty and perhaps escapist manner of here today, gone tomorrow. 

The never ending trip began with his first punch into the public eye at birth 39 years ago in New York City’s Lower East Side. His other education was highlighted by a degree in literature from NY State University and he also became the comic book artist for a series called Fuff in a style with a bit of a nod to Robert Crumb. Jeffrey’s songs are performed with an almost passionless voice often permeated by chants and supported by a simply strummed warbling guitar and are sometimes visually dramatized with projections of bursting color comics and cartoons. But his art is heavily lyrics driven work with wide-ranging themes that encompass life, death, drugs, insects and loaded social criticism like «The Complete History Of Communism» or quiet every day observations like in «When You’re by Yourself». There’s little under the sun this poet cannot reach and touch and tell you about.

Jeffrey Lewis & - yes - The Jrams are back again, live and right in front of your fingertips. But don’t forget, as always he’s here today, gone tomorrow.

«A wordy force of nature…stirs you up with politics or knocks you sideways with sadness…ideas burst from Jeffrey Lewis like from an overstuffed suitcase…strange ones, funny ones, poignant ones…kicking out ramshackle buzz bomb jams…(Four of five stars) – The Guardian

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