Jackson Chatman (REMAKE) – 2024 Album Release Jackson Chatman returns in 2025 with a fresh release that blends indie soul with rock ’n’ roll roots. This new album pulses with a steady drumbeat, an upbeat acoustic rhythm, and the raw edge of distorted electric guitar driving it all forward. The sound is both familiar and fresh—modern, melodic, and made to keep your feet tapping.

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Whisper

Silk gloves on, it’s time to rot
Slide through the fridge, find the warmest spot
The candles drip, the vinyl sweats
I wear your limbs like dinner vest

Bass so thick, the slabs undress
Body temp? I guess...

I’m the corpse fucker, night-time sucker
Boots stay on while the flesh gets slacker
I’m the love-lick lizard in a meat motel
Moaning through a trench coat, hard as hell

I lube the tomb with olive brine
A little funk with my formaldehyde
Snap your bones like bubble wrap
Grind to the beat in my autopsy lab

Slide it slow, don’t lose the shoe
Consent? It's déjà-vu

I’m the corpse fucker, funk transducer
Thrusting in a casket like a disco cruiser
Rigor mortis gives me grip and thrill
Let me slurp that soul like a NyQuil pill

She said “you stink”—I said “thank you, babe”
This lard-slicked ride’s got a license to grave
Crank that bass till your marrow squirts
Dead or alive, love always hurts

No heartbeat? No big deal
You still feel real...

I’m the corpse fucker, groove enforcer
Humping in a hearse like a body sorcerer
Throw me bones, I bring the jam
Death ain’t dry when you’re built like ham

Corpse Fucker

Evolve

Walking The Wire

In a dark kitchen in the middle of a sweaty night in Las Vegas, all 6’4” of Dan Reynolds is hunched over a laptop, slapping beats on the table and crooning lyrics into a tiny microphone. Before long, he and the other three members of indie rock band Imagine Dragons would be playing “It’s Time,” that same laptop-demo-turned-supersized-anthem, from the roof of a parking garage to a wave of thousands of screaming fans. This song title to the single from their 2012 debut KidInaKorner/Interscope release “Continued Silence EP” is an all too apt descriptor of the band’s hard-earned success—but it’s also emblematic of the deep-seated anxiety Reynolds and the rest of the band experienced leaving behind any realistic expectation of a normal job to do the thing they love most.

A third-generation Las Vegas native, Reynolds is no stranger to the adage “the house always wins,” choosing to pave his musical career with a near obsessive work ethic and hundreds of unused demos rather than roll the dice with the first songs that sprung from his mouth. It’s no surprise, then, that he was drawn to guitarist Wayne Sermon, another founding member of Imagine Dragons. Having practically grown up in a recording studio and graduated Berklee College of Music, Wayne had been practicing his guitar through meals and other socially inappropriate situations as long as he could remember; he challenged Dan in a way that was both uncomfortable and exactly what they both needed. When they began writing songs together and recognized something special was happening, Wayne called up his Berklee friend Ben McKee, who promptly dropped out of school with only a few credits left, moving across the country to play bass for the band. This sort of reckless/genius behavior is typical for Ben, who has an uncanny penchant for spicy food and a suitcase full of unbelievable road stories. More recently, the band was joined by drummer Daniel Platzman, another Bostonian schoolmate who seems way too nice to be playing rock and roll until you actually see him in action.

Several tours and three self-released EPs later, Imagine Dragons had made a serious name for itself, particularly in the west coast circuit. Although their songs vary from nearly whimsical and light to brooding and powerful, listeners are drawn to the inherent honesty in the music. The only rule of thumb for the band, it seems, is to write from a true place; the result is songs that literally run the spectrum of human emotion. Attend a concert, and it becomes clear that the live performance of deeply personal songs has a real effect on people. And the band itself is not immune, as demonstrated when Dan literally passed out into the drum set during a finale song, sending cymbals and drum stands crashing while the rest of the band played on until the close.

Great songwriting is bound to be noticed eventually. As proof that the harder you work, the luckier you get, one of those people who noticed was Grammy winning producer Alex da Kid (Eminem, Rihanna). Alex and Dan began collaborating on projects, and soon the band had developed a relationship with Alex and his team. The alchemy resulting from Alex’s hip hop sensibilities and Imagine Dragons’ anthemic rock is nothing short of explosive. The byproduct of this creative collision is “Continued Silence,” a six song in-your-face sonic grenade that breaks musical boundaries and yet is strangely relatable by its improbably diverse audience.

Despite it all, on any given day when they aren’t on the road playing shows, you can still find Imagine Dragons huddled away in a rehearsal room somewhere, banging out song after song in search of the next perfect track. Like most things in Vegas, the band is angled at going big or going bust. For the sake of those who love great music, we hope it’s the former.

Walking The Wire

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