Ben, Jimmy, Chris – From Parts Unknown

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Ben, Jimmy, Chris – From Parts Unknown

Hello. We’re From Parts Unknown. We are a three piece rock and roll/punk band out of Dallas, Texas with an upright bass. We blend punk rock with metal, country, reggae and pretty much anything else we feel like. It gets a little weird sometimes, but we like it that way. We just released a new record through stupid rad records and distro/Stars at night ATX, called “s8n”. We’re proud of the record and feel like the six songs on it represent us fairly well. Here are three records, one from each of us that inspired us and changed the ways we go about making and performing music. Cheers.

 


Ben McCracken (guitar/vocals)
The Flatliners – Dead Language
These Canadian fellows are one of my absolute favorite bands. Everything they do is transcendent, and every record changes your expectations for them. They truly are a band that in uncompromising and fearless when it comes to changing things up. When this record came out, I didn’t understand the band yet and hadn’t fallen in love yet. I heard the singles and wasn’t impressed. Then, about two years later, I gave it a listen and couldn’t stop playing it, over and over ad nauseam.

The first song, resuscitation of the year, builds so amazingly, has such perfect melodic qualities and beautiful lyrics. Beyond all of this, Chris Creswell’s singing style on this record blew me away and made me realize, I can sing any way I want and scream on any song. This record truly made me feel open to perform, write and create music the way I have dreamed of and for some reason, never felt I could. It made me an honest writer and a more passionate singer. I still listen to this record at least five times a month, and sometimes a couple times a week. I’m not ashamed to admit that some of our songs take cues from this band. Beyond all of this, the way the band interjects 90’s alt rock, grunge and modern indie influences made this record ahead of its time. Birds of England and tail feathers could and should be radio staples. Quitters and young professionals have been songs that get me pumped to go to work or drive across the country between gigs. I owe so much to this album.

 


Jimmy Sefcik (Drums)
Green Day – Dookie
When I was 10 years old, my grandfather gave me Dookie to listen to on his big ass home stereo. My ears were punched by the massive sound that exploded from the opening track Burnout. Such high energy as the album flowed on. I found myself hooked by the hooks, and singing along with the sing-alongs. The controlled chaos poured out on Chump. The beautiful discourse cried out on Pulling Teeth. I knew that this is what I wanted to do. Drum, and drum with passion and curiosity. But most importantly, have fun doing it.

5 years later, I picked up the drum sticks and put that record on and played along to my heart’s content. I still get the same chills from Tré Cool’s fills. I still smile at the smashes of sporadic cymbals. The pure fun comes off in Sassafras Roots. The power shines through In The End. The tempo ticks and gets my blood raging. Inspired by the raw emotion and influenced by the raucous positivity. I always hear something new in each listen that surprises me or throws me off into improvisational recoveries. That unpredictability keeps it fresh, exciting, and everlasting.

 


Chris Parrish (Upright Bass)
David Allan Coe – For The Record (The First Ten Years)
The task of picking just one influential album is a very daunting one for me. So many records have meant so much to me over the course of my life, I really wish this could have been a list. Misfit’s Legacy of Brutality was punk rock indoctrination to me, D’wight Yokham’s Just Looking for a Hit showed me that country and western can really swing, Pantera exposed me to Texas metal with Far Beyond Driven, White Zombie blew my impressionable young mind with the sounds of La Sexorcisto and it was all married it all together with the Full Custom Gospel Sound of the Reverend Horton Heat. But the one record that I have always gone back to, year after year, a greatest hits compilation: David Allen Coe’s For the Record.
I don’t really play country music but this record has affected me in the most profound ways. Not just my play style but just as a kid growing up in Fort Worth. From the happiest times to teenaged breakups, pride in where income from to coping with the lose of my father, that record has always been there for me. I first stole it from my dad when I was 13 and I listened to it as recently as yesterday. It may be offensive at moments and it definitely is a product of it’s time but I couldn’t imagine living without it.

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