I'm a relatively recent convert to the world of Jack and Misty.
Just a few years back in a musty old record store somebody said, "You really should check out
Jack and Misty, they're kinda like Nancy Sinatra and Lee Hazlewood on acid." Naturally, with a
recommendation like that I moved quickly.
"Tennessee Bird Walk" didn't disappoint, it was fun, a little warped, and also a little bit smart all
at the same time. But it was when I flipped the 45 over that I really became hooked. "The Clock of St.
James" was the sort of gem that makes a music lover's eyes glaze over. Imagine "Long Black Veil" with
Rod Serling at the helm? Can it get any better?
Well, in fact, it did. Over the next couple of years I developed an unhealthy passion for the great
music of Jack Blanchard and Misty Morgan, wondering over the magic melodies of "The Shadows of
the Leaves" and appreciating the downright thoughtfulness of songs like "Second Tuesday in December".
In a culture that celebrates trash and worships mediocrity, music and art of quality and integrity most
often disappear in the turgid tide. The CD you hold in your hands is a small, first attempt to
put things right.
I'm also very happy to report that though Jack and Misty have walked the Lonesome Valley of the
Shoddy Record Conglomerate and battled the Plague of Music Industry Locusts still, after all these years,
they retain their marvellous sense of humour and zest for life. Show Business tends to take and take
from performers, often giving little of permanence in return. After more than forty years as music
makers Jack and Misty are still going strong with a smile on their dial and have been nothing but a
pleasure to deal with.
Thank you, Jack Blanchard and Misty Morgan, for telling it how it really is. All the sorrow, and
all the magic, and all the humour, and all the joy.
David Thrussell 2005