…go ahead punk…make my day!
:::circa 2003-2014:::cracked 2014:::restoration begins 2017:::
in honor of BMF Jeff Jackson
In honor of BMF… August 5, 1968 to April 24, 2016
Jammin Jeff Jackson, #57, the BMF of my world, died peacefully at his punk rock home in Pine Lake, Georgia on Sunday, April 24, 2016 @ 4:20 PM. Jeff was just 47 years old. He was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer on October 10, 2015. He always thought he would beat the bastard that overcame his strong body.
People who knew and loved Jeff knew he was a punk rock, rock and roll music expert. Jeff had personal relationships with many of the music makers he encountered in his short lifetime. He loved all of you and reveled in your music and it was a joy to share in his misadventures… you know who you are.
Jeff was the hardest working person I’ve ever known. He loved his work and had great appreciation for his circumstances. He did not do anything half …ass or half hearted. Jeff was born in Kansas and I’m sure his grit came from tough roots.
He loved me with a vengeance in the 15 years we were together. He took care of me and treated me like a Queen every day. After that he loved his family, his friends, his cigarettes, his Makers Mark, making great food, hanging out in small music venues, his home, his media and technology, his music collections, his dogs and his first love, Motocross. His favorite motocross players were himself, Bob Hannah and Travis Pastrana.
Jeff loved a lot of music, he truly lived the music each day. He loved many but was true blue to a few. His first true music love relationship were with the Faith Healers who he met while living in Arkansas. This love pre-dated me and I admit I was jealous and sad I had not been able to enjoy this amazing experience with him. But he and I fell in love together with Nashville Pussy and the Unsatisfied. He loved local Atlanta band The Evils and wore out a t-shirt bearing their name. He worked with and loved his friend Blake Parris with The Young Antiques and Volume IV. Blake does a pretty nice acoustic Bon Jovi too. 🙂 Jeff kept personal inside music love interests like Duane Peters. He relished in following Duane’s misadventures. How Duane survived Jeff will always be a mystery to me. Elvis says it best in “Black Star”:
Every man has a black star
A black star over his shoulder
And when a man sees his black star
He knows his time, his time has come
Black star don’t shine on me, black star
Black star keep behind me, black star
There’s a lot of livin’ I gotta do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Baby we had our time and our true love affair will always sustain me.
I know you will be waiting for me,
Paula aka Miss Chicky
January 13, 2017