The True Jacqueline in the Press
Here are some nice things people have written about us.
The Valley Advocate
Though this five-song EP [Things Under Water] of loosely structured noise-pop occasionally devolves into a seizure of guitar downstrokes and distorted, overdriven cymbals, it’s actually better than you might think. Whatever kind of guitar/amp combo they use on the recording, its pure overdriven crunch tone and surfy, reverb-drenched clean tones are, like the beloved breakfast cereal Lucky Charms, magically delicious. Perhaps kin to punk/post-punk phenomena like Firehose or the Yeah Yeah Yeahs (with both male and female vocals), the band also delves into extended instrumentals. The songs on the CD are indeed all about underwater things, the coolest of which is “Dana,” a town that was submerged (and is here personified as a girl who drowned) in the planned flooding of Massachusetts’ Swift River Valley during the creation of the Quabbin Reservoir.
Oh, yeah baby! Bring it on! You ever listen to an album that’s so delightfully bouncy, upbeat, and flat-out insanely appealing fun that it just makes you wanna say all sorts of wacky nice stuff. Well, man, this is exactly that kinda album. Y’know, sweet, lively, and positive, but never too cloying or cutesy, done with a winning blend of wide-eyed go-for-it energy and enthusiasm, sung with disarming spunkiness, and played with an equally engaging sense of smooth musicianship (gotta love those crunchy guitar riffs and neatly poppin’ basslines!), this darling is an absolute joy to hear from sparkling start to fabulous finish. So load it up, play it loud, and hit that repeat button, ‘cause this is the sort of hugely pleasurable album that warrants and deserves multiple listenings.
As I’ve noted before in this space, The True Jacqueline is maybe my favorite band to come along in years. A combination of twee pop and angular indie rock, employing quirky but accessible chord changes, and embedded in a foundation of solid, if not flashy, musicianship makes the band hard to beat to my ears.
The Devil Has The Best Tuna
The Daily Hampshire Gazette
The True Jacqueline played ramshackle indie-pop with unpredictable detours – one song had a complex soup of harmonies much like The Beatles “Because” and “Sun King,” and another featured a reggae dub jam that came out of absolute nowhere.
Hometown: Northampton, MA
Recommended if you like: Liz Phair, Cub
Why we picked them: Sprightly, female-fronted indie-pop that’s coy enough to get away with namechecking They Might Be Giants in their lyrics.
During this Grand Band Slam season—a time for celebrating the depth and diversity of the local music scene—we thought it would be a nice idea to shine a light on a new band that slipped through the sieve this go-round. To that end, the Advocate talked to Northampton-based indie rock newbies The True Jacqueline. The five-piece band—who cite influences ranging from Star Trek to World War II—formed in 2007, with members falling in organically from disparate backgrounds, but with a shared love of quirky pop and tight boy-girl harmonies. Their exuberance and freshness have endeared them to those who have checked out their live shows, or who might have stumbled upon their novel approach to dispensing Major-minor-okay!, their debut EP: submit your email address to The True Jacqueline website, and you can download the seven tracks for free.
One of the area’s most promising young bands…
The show was already in progress when I arrived, a local band called the True Jacqueline playing crunchy guitar riffs and singing tight girl/boy harmonies, a la Apples in Stereo. The bass player, whose name is Callie W. [sic], looked like the coolest camp counselor ever, in a mini-skirt and bright blue sneakers. She traded lots of “whoas” and “oohs” with the keyboard player on bouncy pop tunes. The guitarist sat on a folding chair—very casual about the whole thing, I thought, until I saw him hobbling off stage on crutches later—but the drummer stood, whacking an abbreviated set of snare, tom, and cymbal without the benefit of a chair. At the break, I bought a seven-song homemade CD for $1, and it turned out to be lo-fi and loosely constructed but really kind of fun, especially “The Wizard” and “Instead”.