Nevada:
The Black Jetts
CITY: Las Vegas
SONGS THAT GOT US: “Thrill City,” “Another Nite”
ON THE TUBES: MySpace, Web site, YouTube
RECORD LABELS: Rank Outsider, High Voltage
WHY THEM? Every major metropolis must have 50 loud and leering assholes like Gabe Stiff wandering its despairing boulevards — but it’s still always such a treat when one of them gets it together to form a band and channels that serpentine decadence into performance art. Sounding like a wounded dog alternately licking his wounds and lashing out at all aggressors, real or imagined, vocalist Stiff and his cohort of glam-rock warriors condense decades of Cro-Magnon-y garage into a fireball of sleazy-yet-soulful nihilism. Like a casino floor, their musical world has no windows— and lots of oxygen pumped in.
BONUS BIT! The Las Vegas Review-Journal chose the Jetts as the Best Local Rock Band of the year. They even made a fancy little certificate-thing for them, signed by the publisher guy and everything. Adorable!
