They parted ways in September 1984, letting international fame and fortune slip through their fingers after releasing their respective mediocre solo efforts.

When Reev died of a drug overdose in late 1986, his reclusive brother Miles came out of hiding to help compile Jefferson Foxfire Greatest Hits.

The project was cancelled by record label execs soon after its completion, due to public outrage over several remarks Miles made to Rolling Stone–including claims that he enjoys physically abusing prostitutes, and an apparent racist vendetta against rising star Emmanuel Lewis.

Over a decade had passed when popular college radio act September Morn called upon Miles to produce his self titled debut album. Though September Morn was generating a huge buzz due his involvement with the soundtrack of underground cult video classic, A New Low, the album was shelved by the record label indefinitely…once again due to it’s involvement with the undeniably talented, yet controversial Miles Jefferson.

Miles, once again discouraged by the industry that built him up and broke him down three times over the passed two and a half decades, went back into hiding…and hasn’t been heard from since.

However, in our time spent with Miles during the September Morn sessions, we got our hands on a promo copy of Greatest Hits. In order to help preserve the legacy of one of the greatest, albeit underrated, bands of the 70′s, we’ve decided to share with you Jefferson Foxfire‘s hit single, You’ll Have To Get Through Me First, Berkowitz. The song, originally released in July of 1978, has been digitally remastered and sounds better than ever!

To hear the song, check out Jefferson Foxfire‘s site on purevolume.com

Bella Morte put on two great shows, but the real excitement came right before their second performance when DJ Wilhelm K spun “Fury Of Witch” for the first time ever…thus introducing the unsuspecting crowd to MURDERMORE. During the song, a riot broke out, 4 people were killed and Bella Morte were beneath their merch table, stacked one on top of another in the fetal position, whimpering, begging for a peaceful end to the violence and insanity. However, much to their credit, they took the stage directly after the song finished, played a few chanties, got their money and escaped with their lives.

Though they sloppily rushed through the set, it wouldn’t have mattered if they played the best show of their lives…MURDERMORE is an impossible act to follow, and the bottle-heaving crowd clearly wanted more Murder and less Morte.

No one knows where the CD single came from, or what to expect next. Just watch your back, there’s no telling when they’ll strike again…