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White Eagle Saloon
Portland, OR

Okay folks, here’s the deal: After eight years, three CD releases, four lead guitar players, around 100+ performances and untold bottles of bottom-shelf bourbon, the Crack City Rockers formally announce their amiable breakup, effective immediately. The celebratory final gig was Friday, July 6 at the White Eagle Saloon. The band is survived by their latest release, The Good Life, and literally dozens of disappointed fans. Every worthwhile endeavor eventually reaches a point of diminishing returns, and instead of letting the band degenerate into some kind of sad love affair we lack the courage to end, it seemed both simpler and more honest to just set a definitive “sell-by” date, shake hands like weary travelers at the end of the journey, and call it a day while the group still fires on all collective cylinders. Plus, by splitting up, the band enters our long-planned final phase by becoming yet another influential cult act that toiled in relative obscurity before leaving a legacy of work that grew in legend and impact long after the bones were picked clean. It’s nice work if you can get it. And really,even if the band achieves this epic status only in the minds of the members and a few other hangers-on, that’ll be payment plenty. We knew we were good at what we did- convincing others that we were became less and less important and more and more boring, and now none of that matters at all. So, were our weeks better than your years? Was our shit harder, shiner and more downright crystalline than your diamonds? It’s hard to say…..but here’s the important part: we always swung for the fence. If on occasion we were just a sweaty, ridiculous mess, every once in a while we were also the best band going, bar none. Sometimes we flat-out sucked, but we were never, ever boring. Regrets? Well, we never did score that endorsement deal from the Old Crow people. But in the larger scheme, we’ve checked off all the boxes on our dance card and did everything we set out to do.

All our love,

Crack City Rockers (active service)
Ken Coleman- guitar, vocals/ Eric S. Gregory- lead vocals, guitar/ Curt Schulz, drums, percussion
Matt Sherman- bass.

(retired from duty) Sean Flora- bass and vocals, Dennis Mitchell- lead guitar,
Steve McAvoy- lead guitar and vocals, Kurtiss Lofstrom- lead guitar and bass.

Official web site:
http://www.crackcityrockers.com/

obligatory Myspace page:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=5894881

wanna purchase their last, and greatest, cd “THE GOOD LIFE” ? Sure you do :

http://www.paisleypop.com/
http://www.notlame.com/Crack_City_Rockers/Page_1/CDCRACKCITYROCKERS2.html
http://cdbaby.com/cd/crackcityrockers2
http://www.koolkatmusik.com/showproduct.aspx?productid=4004


Critics say:
Gregory is a true poet and he heaps intense, personal visions on the backs of simple Pop musical themes as a means to petition his private lord with crazy prayer. But, you cannot petition the lord with prayer.... Eric Gregory's visions are packed tight with voogum. His songs drip with it. Instrumentally this band is as familiar as an old sofa. But there is darkness at the core of these emanations and it clings to the memory like ashes and cold rain." -S.P. Clarke, Two Louies

It is impossible to talk about the Crack City Rockers without inevitably remarking on Lou Reed (so let's get it out of the way). Dirty and shadowy music that bustles with ghosts, sexuality, meanness and alluring, unholy fun. Lead singer Eric Gregory has the very same nervous confidence as Lou Reed-that growls one refrain and then rolls over the next, a junkyard dog wanting its belly scratched. But that's where they depart from their self-avowed idol, with bop and energy, like the first super-charged taste of heroin (and not the 1000th drawn-out desperate need for a fix)." -Phil Busse, Portland Mercury

"Just a shade too old and a bit too well-educated for pop-punk, they meld their purposefully snarky lyrics with jagged, high-impact power-pop!"

"Raw, bluesy chronicles of sex and the city, driven almost as much by a decadent restlessness as by the cool meandering of Lou Reed's rock 'n' roll poetry" - Portland Tribune

"They hammer out a sound that owes much to '70s NYC bands like Television and the New York Dolls, Gregory's voice swoops through tales of drug-addled outsiders and love amid urban decay. Sounding like a younger, more tuneful Lou Reed, he also shares Reed's penchant for consciously literate lyrics!"
- Willamette Week