Jets Under Fire

Jets Under Fire

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Ranging from tender to anthemic, Jets Under Fire sends musical vibes into the air similar to Keane, Travis, and the Verve, while charming influence from bands such as the Smashing Pumpkins, the Beatles, and the Beach Boys. Unflinchingly introspective; penetratingly beautiful.

Biography

Ranging from tender to anthemic, Jets Under Fire’s sensibility and melodic, piano-driven style will definitely garner them comparisons to brit sensations like Keane, Travis, and the Verve. However, the band’s music is also shaped by Smashing Pumpkins, The Beatles, and the Beach Boys. That being said, just one listen to their third release, Kingdoms, makes it obvious the band is informed by their influences, not confined. Built around Jason Poe’s emotive vocals, Jets Under Fire’s songs are unflinchingly introspective and penetratingly beautiful. What’s more is that Poe has that rare ability to suck the audience into his world, making it all but impossible not to hang silently on every note at one of their dramatic live performances. Poe’s delivery of lyrics like “Baby, I feel just like a fool,” and “All I need is a piece of solid ground,” is so honest and devoid of posturing that before you know it you’ve dug up these feelings and you’re experiencing them as you listen. This phenomenon is obvious to anybody who has ever seen the band live. It’s not uncommon to hear total silence when the band drops away during a bridge leaving only Poe’s words sung in his unmistakable, heartbreaking way. And in a city where people see live music to catch up with wayward friends, make new ones, and generally socialize, that speaks volumes about the band’s connection with its fans. Great songwriting, showmanship, and good old-fashioned hard work have done much to create the loyal fan base they now boast, but it’s Jason Poe’s ability to really make you experience the world through him that makes Jets Under Fire so hard to dismiss as just another brit pop band.

Jets Under Fire began as the solo project of Jason Poe, front man for The Professional Americans. The project started as a fit of creative fury after a job loss in 2002 and progressed slowly over the next three years. First came the Dave Bazan-inspired Promises, which was written as a linear concept album in 2002 and recorded in a small storm shelter in Southwest Missouri two years later. Poe’s bitter sweet melodies and emotive lyrics exploring the ideas of self-righteousness and forgiveness helped create a small but loyal fan base after the record was released the same year.

Jets Under Fire’s second release, The Winter EP, came in December 2004 and showcased a much more complete adaptation of Poe’s vision. Unlike the quiet, acoustic reverie of Promises, the new work was piano-driven and included a full band. Though some of the songs still boasted the quiet side of Jets Under Fire fans had come to love, the more bombastic tunes like All the Sad Songs and the fact that Poe played all the instruments, produced, and recorded the EP himself, garnered him a new level respect from his peers.

In July 2005, Jason's full-time band, The Professional Americans, relocated to Austin, TX to try their luck in the legendary music scene. Despite promising label interest, The Professional Americans began to suffer from a lack of solidarity and within a year the members had gone their separate ways. Poe no longer had any reason to ignore the momentum Jets Under Fire had gained over the last three years and he set out to put together a set of players that could bring his music to life. Featuring drummer Corbin Peterson (formally of The Professional Americans), bass player Todd Meador (formally of Cord) and guitarist Wes Ardis (Toby Walters Band), Jets Under Fire is now a recognizable name in the Austin music scene and is poised to go much, much further.

Lyrics

Just Like The Cold

Written By: Jets Under Fire

I was told,
Head for the summer
Where the leaves will hold

I was sure,
All of my hopes
Would soon come forth

But they were gone,
Just like the cold
And I was standing alone

I push and pull
I feel just like a fool
I work my hands,
But it's not enough
It's not enough

Another year,
Tell me what's happened
Because it isn't clear

I have ran
Hour on hour
In the sinking sand

And though I run
Time carries on
But I'm just hoping for air

Well, what's the point
If I'm not reaching up
Well, here we are
Sometimes near,
Sometimes far
Hard in our hearts

Let's push and pull
Let's go act like we're fools
Just hold my hand
Baby let's stand

The Writing on the Wall

Written By: Jets Under Fire

My body is tired
My mind is not the same
Been broken for days

And I’ve walked this path
Tried to make it last
But nothing has changed
I’m feeling the same

Now I’m gone
I was wrong
And I’m fading out
You’ll never see a thing
Not from me
Cause I’m fading out

Too late to return
To late to call it back
Back out of the tomb

My hands were the cause
The cost of all that’s lost
I can never repay
If I could then I would

But if it’s gone, the feeling will be less than strong
But if it’s gone then these years have spoken
And when it’s gone, the fear of failure takes me on
And if it’s gone, have my years spoken

No changing the past
The writing is on the wall

Moonlight

Written By: Jets Under Fire

Heartbeats and I'm lost
In the bloodflow
Judgement set aside
Thought is so so

My love is poison
My love is blind
Two souls in motion
Beneath moonlight

Given you no name
Just a circle
No exodus from pain
Just a circle
This dam is broken

My love is poison
My love is blind
Two souls in motion
Beneath moonlight

And I swear I'll need you baby
And I swear I want to change
But bodies are a vacuum
They're filled with empty space

My love is poison
My love is pain

Broken Parts

Written By: Jets Under Fire

We’ve been looking around
For the answers but the answers can’t be found
Inside of me Inside of you
Say that love is the one
In some ways you are right in some ways you’re wrong
If love is the key tell me
Why don’t we set the whole world free

We’ve been built with broken parts
You know and I know
That we’ve been broken from the start
You feel it in your heart

Girl I love you true
It’s what we say and at least it’s halfway true
I swear that I try
But girl you know our love is the broken kind

We’ve been built with broken parts
You know and I know
That we’ve been broken from the start
You feel it in your heart

The losers the winners
The profits the sinners
The poor and the privileged
We suffer the same
We try to deny it but we cannot change

It leaves us where?
All alone in the cold and sequestered air
To count the cost
Someone tell me everything’s not lost

We’ve been built with broken parts
You know and I know
That we’ve been broken from the start
You know and I know
That we bear this weight here in our hearts

All The Sad Songs

Written By: Jets Under Fire

All I need is a piece of solid ground
Is the piece of you I've found
Is a place to rest my head
When I am down and trodden

All I need is one reason not to leave
Is one reason not to breathe
Is one reason not to sleep
When all my eyes are open

Why do we sit on these bad solutions?
Why do we think we are wise?
What makes us think we have all the answers
When all of our sad songs remind us of good...

Time to cope I'm afraid I'm losing hope
And my back's against the wall
You know I'd try to call
But I'm a tad soft spoken

Why do we sit on these bad solutions?
Why do we think we are wise?
What makes us think we have all the answers
When all of our sad songs remind us of good times

I fear I'm looking for the truth
In all that's been lost
I miss the promise of my youth
With every second it's gone
Why am I blind to my mistakes?
My body groans My spirit aches
I wish that we could break our hearts wide open

Why do we sit on these bad solutions?
Why do we think we are wise?
What makes us think we have all the answers
When all of our sad songs remind us of good times
When all of the good times
Make us sad through the hard times
When all of our sad songs remind us of good times

The End

Written By: Jason Poe

We can sit here and chew the fat
We can lie here on the grass
We can contemplate the end
But baby when it comes, what’ll we do then

We can say we know it all
We can say we’re ten feet tall
But when it comes down to the end
Baby when it comes, what’ll we do then

Cause we want something to make us feel
And we want something to let us heal
And we want something to make us real
Baby I’m afraid you just won’t find it here

We can talk about the autumn rain
Into the streams from where it came
We can search for modern life
But baby you are here and then you die

Chorus

Baby what has been,
Will surely be again
Back and forth
Babe there’s nothing new
And nothing you can do
To change it all

Chorus

Discography

Promises (2002)
The Winter EP (2004)
Kingdoms (March 7th 2008)

Set List

Just Like The Cold
Broken Parts
Where Do We Go From Here
Moonlight
Emerald Eyes
Ships on the Sea
Stop/Go
The Whitest Light
All The Sad Songs
The End
Circles
Your Own Hands
Telephone Lines
The Writings On The Walls
From Here To The Ashes
Skin Was My Only Armor
Underneath The Sun
With All My Lungs
Like Waves, Like Sea
Kingdoms
Patterns
For The Grave

Covers (If Needed):
Where Is My Mind - Pixies
The Golden Age - Beck
Where The Streets Have No Name - U2
1979 - Smashing Pumpkins
Don't Panic - Coldplay
Faces In Disguise - Sunny Day Real Estate
Carlos - Pete Yorn
One I Love - Coldplay
You - The Wannadies
Big Chair - Travis
Wonderwall - Oasis
Karma Police - Radiohead
Pug - Smashing Pumpkins
You've Got to Hide Your Love Away - The Beatles
Pink Moon - Nick Drake