The Misery Jackals / Press

“They dexterously went from bluegrass, to polka, to punk rock. It was like Gogol Bordello, but with a different type of intensity.”

“The lyrics range from caricature to stories based on real life. All of the songs tend toward the darker range of humanity, but don’t mistake that for saying that the songs are depressing in any way. The sound and subject of the album harkens dark carnival art, or circus sideshow freaks put to music- the oddity makes it enjoyable as a reprieve from serious matters in everyday life. With the breadth of influences that shape Misery Jackals’ music, there’s a sound and a song for nearly every music lover.”

"We don't have any reason to put something out on a schedule because we don't have a label trying to force a contract down our throats." Now that's a comment that both their punk rock and bluegrass forefathers would approve of. —Elizabeth Pandolfi

“Whatever you call them, this much is true: Misery Jackals play driving acoustic music with a rebellious spirit and rawboned spunk whether they're singing about Sasquatch ("Skunk Ape") or unrequited love on the hoedown-flavored "Mudflap Girl."”

“...Dramatiek en het leven aan de zelfkant zijn sowieso de terreinen waar de miserabele jakhalzen het liefst aan het jagen zijn. Bizarre wendingen, uitgesproken persoonlijkheden en zwarte humor dragen de liedjes naar grote hoogte. NO PLACE FOR CHILDREN is dus een uitstekend vervolg op EP en, eenmaal op het podium gebracht, een waarborg voor een vet feest waarbij de drank mateloos zal gaan vloeien. -Ferenc Koolen”

“It’s fun and goofy acoustic music played by dudes who can wail on their instruments and whose metaphorical tongues are practically piercing holes in their cheeks.”

“The Misery Jackals, a band from Akron (home of Devo), Ohio, is part of a new crop of acoustic “underground” country bands with one foot in bluegrass and another foot, and possibly additional body parts, in punk rock.”

“...The postmodern amalgamation of style and genre that is the Misery Jackals is a testament to the fearless conviction of artists in the Rubber City — “artists” being the key word. This is not a band that gives a shit about labels, or perhaps even viability, but instead doing what they want to do, how they want to do it. Or, with an impressive national tour on the horizon and a new CD about to drop, perhaps they are redefining viability, setting a standard for success that begins with conviction. Apparently that conviction includes, among other things, a Confederate hat-wearing, corn-cob-pipe-smoking banjo player, and a fake-buck-teeth-and-sideburns-wearing bass player. But hey, who are we to judge?...”

“The Misery Jackals are white lightning; 100% Pure Akron distilled in the old ‘shine rig down by the river. A mixture of old-school punk and bluegrass the band calls “Pillbilly Browngrass””

“It's fun and goofy stuff that I'd wager gets the average bar full of properly lubricated patrons a hootin'-and-a-hollerin'.”

“Misery Jackals - EP Banjo, accordian, contrabass, jews harp, kazoo!? That's right! The Misery Jackals are here to turn the bluegrass brown! 7 songs, one with a title I have a hard time pronouncing ("The Ominous Anthropophagous Slackeye Slim"). Songs about roller derby girls, bad parenting, sex ...”

“To the punks: If you've just started spinning the Misery Jackals EP, don't stop after the first few notes. To the hillbillies: Brace yourselves; the Misery Jackals play a kind of punk bluegrass they affectionately call "pillbilly browngrass." The title of the second track, "Crack and Similac," ...”