Jackie Orszaczky
It’s now known by most of Sydney’s music community that Jackie lost his fight with cancer on the third of February 2008. The timing of this shocked us all, Jackie was still gigging a week before then.
I remember walking to the Rose in Erskineville every Tuesday night, fighting the crowds to listen to Jackie’s band and trying to get a good position to watch him conducting the band with his picolo bass. He always attracted great players and got them playing the tightest grooves, he kept them on their toes by throwing new grooves, stops, fills and solos at them at a moments notice. To the untrained eye it would look very rehearsed, but there was always small signals going on, a nod of the head, a look, a point with the neck of the bass. It was always magic. A lot of Sydney musos got their name out there by sitting in with Jack at the Rose.
For a while before it closed, my band B’Dussy had a residency at the Harbourside Brasserie. Jackie used to do the first set and then take off to a late gig. We never liked any bands sharing the bill with us, but at the Harby we used to sit back and not want him to finish.
When the Newtown RSL club opened back up and lured Jackie away from the Rose on Tuesday nights he got a bigger room to fill and a larger stage. He also started to bring in some crazier arrangemens, I remember one night sitting there listening to an amazing song, only to realise it was Jackie’s take on the Beatles’ Strawberry Fields. Jackie would take all sorts of blues songs, obscure funk and even the occasional Zappa tune and make them his own.
With his passing we’ve lost an incredible talent, his playing, his singing and his arrangements were always amazing and always unique. I’m going to miss the gigs (not that I’d seen many lately, small children tend to slow down that part of your social life), his ability to change a song in ways you’d never imagine, the post gig raves about the state of the world we’d occasionally have at the Townie in Newtown and just being able to say gday while grabbing a coffee or walking down the street in Erko. I regret that I never took up the offer to sit in with the band, I always figured it would happen eventually and now it never will.
Jackie Orszaczky, you were a true original, you will be missed.
