It’s almost midnight as sound creeps from a dark corner in an empty bar. The bartender yells at the drunk who just wet himself as he danced aimlessly with his concoction of liquor while trying to drink away that week’s labors. Soon it’ll be last call and the night, like many before it, will be over…

...Traveling from dirty bar to dirty bar, unloading, loading, setting up, breaking down, playing, screaming, singing, jumping, sweating; it takes its toll. The numbers are three and sixty-five. Three is for the number of years that have gone by while playing the same sixty-five songs night after night. 

Taken by a stroke of luck…no…a stroke of discipline, of dedication, our heroes look ahead to the future. With the crash of the late 90’s and the recession that engulfed the music world as we know it, the fans look for a way out, a way to reestablish the anti-establishment fire within us that brought us the Greats who wrote those sixty-five songs. 

Learning from those who came before and preaching to those who have yet to be crowned, Highway Jackson stands alone. The battle for retribution, the repayment of debts, the need for change and the hunger for a better scene encompass that which is the meaning of Rock, the meaning of Greatness. It is for that cause that our heroes set off on their crusade to battle a faceless enemy, pillage the town, and convert all non-believers into believers. It is not a goal, but a requirement of the mission, the campaign.

The Dirty Bar Campaign

Long Live Rock and Roll