Jeff Jackson, nicknamed “BMF”, was a punk rock loving, motocross racing Master of all things he chose to do. Born in 1968, he first created MusicFilter in 2003 as a personal space to share his passion for music to replace Whatever Happened to Rock and Roll. He lived a lot of life in his short time on earth and to coin a famous phrase, he still had a whole lot of living and loving yet to do when the beast called pancreatic cancer would come to take his life in 2016. He wondered why death would dare come to him when he was at his happiest and he tried hard to kick death to death. But alas death won. His amazing thoughts and passions survive in all the digital zines he left behind for us all to enjoy and relish. He may rest in peace if he likes.~mc
3/4/02 – BMF I have a lot of my personal CD collection on this website. If you disagree with the whole MP3 craze than I must agree to disagree with you. I have downloaded a many of songs off the net to then go on and buy the CD of the artist even if I had all the songs from the perspective CD in question. If you are in a band and don’t want your song on this list or on my MP3 download page then mail me and I’ll take it off. I do see the bands view on this subject so if I do offend anyone…I am not sorry but I will respect your wishes.
3/23/02 – Miss Chicky to BMF:
A lot of good things have come from the computer. You can get whatever information you need at a touch, you can communicate with people from all over the world, PORN…and best of all, it lets us taste the music. A while back when I was just a little innocent cyberrr girl I met a guy who would rip wavs from his collection of nasty punk rock music and send them to me. He admits at first he was just trying to shock me, but I loved those little wavs the most because I could hear him in the background along with the music. It turned me on and I wanted more. So he gave me more and he taught me how to make the wavs and his influence on me was great. He told me what music I needed to go get…so I went and got it, but I always liked it better when he gave the music to me. He knew so much about who was playing it, when they played it, what he thought they meant by playing it and he patiently explained it to me. He still does. And I fell in love with him.
He downloads everything. He’s like a fuckin suckin vacuum when it comes to wanting new music. So a while back I thought I’d give him a weekly burn list with at least one or two obscure songs to test him along with a BMF hidden track so he could surprise me. ? And now it’s turned into a fun little project called Burn Baby Burn. You might have noticed the burn list updated weekly over there in the links. Last night he surprised me by making a oh so cool webpage that organizes the music on those burn lists. It lists what music he’s found and what he needs to complete each week’s burn, plus he’s made it just so damn easy for you to burn your own. So if you have any of the missing music…be sweet and share! ? Later on we will list all the CD’s we bought to find some of this music. A lot of Nine Pound Hammer! And if you haven’t listened to Andre Williams … don’t delay and “Let Me Put It In” right now…
Oh yeah and look for the special AC/DC bonus list dedicated to Steve Stephens… who burned a tattoooo into his skin in tribute to Nashville Pussy! Now that’s rock and roll baby.
And remember … marijuana can be the backbone of creativity. So go get high and create something.
There is nothing in this life I want to, desire to, have to, or can do without you. Maybe some unhappy people out there will want to call it cheesy, say awwww, or just toss their cookies if they want…but you do make my life complete. And you are the best fucking doctor since that TV doctor I had a crush on in elementary school. You are the coolest baby and you treat me like a princess. I really can’t even think up enough words to express how much I love you and depend on you. And I don’t care anymore about being dependent on you. It feels good to me. It feels right to me. I feel safe. As long as I’m breathing and here in Hell I hope you will be right by my side because there is no doubt we belong together. And when it’s time to go on to the next place I hope we will be lucky enough to be together again there too. This ain’t the drugs talking either, it’s just the pure love I feel for you every minute of every day. Period without Edit.
8/14/2010 BMF Epic Birthday Party with The Unsatisfied
I don’t care what you think I don’t care what you say I’ve got nothing to give you Why don’t you just go away I’ve got no values Nothing to say I’ve got no values Might as well blow you away You’re just a hole in the corner Always loaded to the hilt I could try some satisfaction I could destroy everything you build I’ve got no values Nothing to say I’ve got no values Might as well blow you away Don’t you try classification When you know it won’t work What if I try some annihilation Throw your face in the dirt I’ve got no values Nothing to say I’ve got no values Might as well blow you away Don’t you try pretendin’ Telling me it’s all right I might start destroyin’ Everything in my sight! No values No values No values…Songwriter: Gregory Regis Ginn
8/5/2017 BMF Computers and Birthdays
Jeff had a whole lot of knowledge about computers. He did learn to use a I-pad pretty well but he mostly loved his big screen desktops. His last desktop is a Sony and it is a fucking Cadillac of computers. I’m sitting down right now typing this and I feel like I’m at a movie watching Breaking Bad on a big screen. ~mc 8/5/17 – yes it’s his birthday. 🙁 As I look through your archives and linger in your written tales I feel a regret about your 2011 birthday. I know we planned after the epic 2010 birthday that we would continue the tradition of the Unsatisfied playing in our own backyard. I forget what happened that we did not have another party in 2011 but when I saw your 2011 planning page it made me sad. We shouldn’t have cancelled it. It didn’t matter what drama was going on at the time. We should have made it happen. I would give anything to have any memory of you. I miss you so much.