My Own Black Eye is like a secret super-group. It took an impossible series of coincidences and bizarre twists of fate to collect these four gentlemen into the same sweaty southern Oregon practice room for the purpose of purveying maximum rock and roll. The band's sound takes all that was right and good about the '60s and '70's and gives it a black eye. Ah but this is no "reenactment" band. When they walk out on that floor it's all business. It's got a familiar feel and you dig it but it's cl...