Okay. Okay. It is finally here. After a long awaited arrival of the album Mackin by none other than Mackin to hit Spotify, millions of fans can now relax. Just in time for St.Patrick’s Day, the hard-hitting, testes-numbing sounds of Jeff Mackin and crew can be heard, for free, anytime – day or night. The band, formed over 50 years ago when all the lads were in their formative years, began its reign of drunken terror in the rough and tumble streets of New York City. Particularly, the band was known for getting into knife fights in the dreaded back alleys of Chelsea, Manhattan – infamous for harboring muscle-bound jocks and cocaine-addled, conservative politicians. Decades later, fans can now listen to these octogenarians of Mackin, back in their heyday, cranking out “butt-punching,” fierce hits like “Irish Fight Song” on the very, very, very, very… very inclusive music platform Spotify.
In the Flatiron District neighborhood of NYC, Jeff Mackin (vocals), Josh Taub (bass/backup vocals), Dave Blacker (guitar), Steve Lavner (guitar), and Erik White (drums) rehearsed day in and day out at Funkadelic Studios, a modern, high tech circus of talent, known for its cleanliness and well-dressed preppie clerks. Shortly after, Steve Lavner went on to pursue his dream of inventing the accordion-radio. He was replaced by the equally talented guitar wielding, Hugh Colocott, who hailed from England and cursed like a sailor. Hugh is also a nihilist, which added a touch of color to the pagan-worshipping bunch. It was there, at Funkadelic, where Mackin fashioned songs such as “Irish Fight Song” and “I Like Beer,” which can now be heard on the very supportive site Spotify.
As soon as the band had completed a monster 4-song set list, this reinforced group began playing at all the hottest spots around town: Kenny’s Castaways, CBGBs, Ronnie’s Liver Pump, etc. Possibly the band’s most infamous incident occurred at former lesbian bar Meow Mix. Not fully understanding the nature of the locale, Josh Taub and Dave Blacker let their litter of cute and cuddly kittens loose on stage (the pair happened to be “roomies” at the time). Moments later a huge fight erupted, leaving Jeff Mackin and Erik White holding off about 250 angry patrons with only a drum stick and a microphone cable. Erik, known for his subtle playing style, sustained wounds to the spleen and pancreas. Jeff’s injuries were psychological. Dave, Josh, and Hugh made it out unscathed.
Thus began the band’s reputation for putting on a great show. It wasn’t too long after that famed NYC music producer Joe Blaney caught wind of the rambunctious gang. Joe had worked with superstars such as The Clash and The Ramones, but he cried like a baby the first time he heard Mackin’s melodic triumph “I Like Beer”.” “Not since Donovan and Dylan had I been on such an eloquent ride through a veritable garden of light,” he whispered. Joe immediately went to work, helping the band to record its first album, Mackin. Joe sadly added, “I knew this would also be their last album, but I dared not share that info. They needed to experience fading away all on their own. They were special to me. Plus, I was afraid of Blacker.”
Now, on the fifty-year anniversary of the group’s formation – the 2008 date on the album is a misprint – fans can rejoice with laughter and love. Upon this most special of holidays, St. Patrick’s Day, all can ingest fire and spit lightning with the addition of tunes like “Irish Fight Song” to Spotify’s catalog of excellence. Jeff Mackin, who is kind of Irish, said recently in an interview with Rolling Stone, “Aside from my mental state, which includes the uncontrollable urge to urinate into a sock, I would never trade my experiences with the band for anything, except money and power.” Mackin by Mackin truly amplifies the essence of the band, an intellectually-dwarfed sound of echoing drunkenness.
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