Jack Killed Jill - Checkpoint Charlie - Self Produced
San Francisco's four-piece Jack Killed Jill, pop-punk maestros I might add, have a vibe about them that gives me that good old feeling of first learning about punk. The band brings to mind many of my favorites from the mid to late eighties, and on one tune even the early eighties. The three songs offered on this sampler aren't watered down with the typical cutesy bullshit or with sub-par musical talent, instead you get a good deal of sing-along, fast-paced, up-beat tunes that easily puts this band standing in a different state than the remaining lot of pop-punk groups. Each track features a strong rhythm section, overlaid with incredible guitars that rip and tear at just the proper moment, all of which is blended into a supreme, throbbing mass by Revik's intense vocal stylings. Every time she drops a scream or shriek, it keeps your ears wide open...and all the while, she's still capable of sounding feminine enough for you to realize that, yeah, that girl's got it and can really belt it out. This album is/was meant as a prelude to the full length album from the band entitled "Checkpoint Charlie", which I have yet to hear, but the reviews I have read speak very highly of the band and the new album. I'll take a chance and say that, if you do happen across Jack Killed Jill's latest, to pick it right up. This is a great sound for punk that should never go away...searing guitar rock, catchy up-beat lyrics and a solid tempo to keep you moving and driving really fast!
-Hussieskunk Radio For Punk Snobs
San Francisco-based band, Jack Killed Jill doesnt f#ck around with punk. The female fronted 4-piece choose to skip the power pop/punk style so readily available on [insert Clear Channel station here] and instead seed their sounds in older punk roots, with true blue grit and a songwriting street credential once available in the DC-punk bands of the 80s. Revik Delfin, lead vocalist, churns and growls through each of the ten songs, sounding like a female version of Mike Ness (a la Social Distortion) while the remaining trio create immediate anthems with their grinding, sonic instrumentation. If you are interested in finding more of the music that makes you bleed a little bit instead of the "My parents got divorced and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt" pop/punk, buy this album NOW.
-(REB) REVIEWER magazine