Description
Is Loose Jacks a Los Angeles record? Bjorn Copeland and Aaron Warren from Black Dice formed Flaccid Mojo after they both moved to LA. I know that “mojo” has a longer history but I always just hear it in Jim Morrison’s voice. Still I didn’t think about Flaccid Mojo and Los Angeles until Loose Jacks, despite seeing them a bunch of times and falling hard for their first LP. A lot of it is the acceleration and unstoppable feeling of the record, fractured by hard stops. How do they have the bravery to whiplash an audience like that? Maybe it’s like that part of the 405 right before the La Cienega exit. Or when you look up and see the “city of Lawndale” billboard with all the pro-cop bullshit, and you remember that SST had PO Box 1 in Lawndale and you feel in your soul why Ginn was/is so angry. And you look around and you can tell everyone else is angry too but they pointed it the wrong direction? Covering their ears when they could be dancing? That’s a pretty universal feeling, but the accumulation of bodies and their anger is very Los Angeles, the sudden clarity of “fuck the fucking fucks.” Flaccid Mojo chants it, but the same way you suffer the traffic and near-death to see a friend you love, there’s a very warm heart and cheek-bursting grin couched in all that prickle. When you play this record you can choose to be the one who’s flinching at being called a “fucking fuck” or you can be the one who’s laughing through a spilled beer and hugging your friend goodnight.
Released 2026 by Post Present Medium
Black vinyl, edition of 450 copies
