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Nothing better than a nice review to inaugurate the new laptop!
In this case, I decided to review a Psychobilly album, a very particular genre that fuses horror punk and '50s Rockabilly. Reverend Horton Heat is a very famous band among fans of the said genre: they are a Texan trio composed of Jim Heath, guitarist nicknamed "Reverend Horton," Jimbo Wallace on double bass, and drummer Patrick Bentley; the band initially played covers around Texas, transitioning to a real music career with the change of bassist and drummer. "Smoke 'em If You Got 'em" is the debut album of the band, released between 1990 and 1991. It is possible to identify all the typical characteristics of the band and the genre: a very present guitar, an effervescent drum, and a decisive double bass in giving rhythm to the songs. What you hear is a lively sound, particularly indicative are "Bullet," an absolutely effective opening track, "Marijuana," another well-chosen piece, and "Psychobilly Freakout," the band's real manifesto (the title is absolutely indicative), a very fast and explosive track where the title is shouted uniquely. Besides more distinctly marked tracks, there are other songs that draw from the Rockabilly repertoire, notably "Eat Steak." Some tracks are entirely instrumental while others feature Heath and Wallace on vocals, who adapt well to the music they try to propose.
Listening to Reverend Horton Heat constitutes a unique experience that deserves to be lived, perhaps with the album in the stereo imagining racing through the Texan desert surrounded by oil wells and dilapidated shacks.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 I'm Mad (03:16)
You stay out, baby,
All night long
Wonder why I'm mad
You leave without a sign
Ask me why I'm sad
Why, get your stuff together 'cause I ain't gonna be your dad
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
I'm mad!
When I work, baby, you flirt around acting all so bad
You think I'm dumb enough to buy that line
You think you got me had
Well, I ain't that dumb and, baby, you ain't that bad.
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
I'm mad!
You say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy crazy crazy crazy!
At least I got some part-time job
At least I'm not so lazy lazy
It's been a long time coming and a crazy long time that I've had
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
03 Bad Reputation (02:25)
Hey!
You've got a bad reputation that's a what you got
A bad reputation but I like it a lot
A bad reputation and it's all over town
A bad reputation and it's going around
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to meet
You've got bright red lips and a pretty face
A rose tattooed in a private place
Spiked high heels and a wiggle in your walk
Makin' everyone in this big city talk
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to meet
You've got bleached blonde hair and a tight boustia
Ain't no wonder all the people say
You're the sweetest thing any man could see
So come on over here and be sweet on me
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to eat
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kinda girl I'd like to meet
You're the kinda girl I'd like to eat
06 Psychobilly Freakout (02:39)
It's a psychobilly freakout!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
It's, it's, it's a psychobilly freakout!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
I'll tell you what it is! (what is it God dang it!?)
It's some kinda Texas psychobilly freakout that's what it is!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
It's a psychobilly freakout!
08 Marijuana (04:49)
It's been a long time since I wore this rattle snake smile
And a lot of my friends haven't seen it in quite a while
I feel my eyes rolling deep inside my head
And there's a feeling of misconception in the air
Yeah, I'm starting to see
Yeah, I do believe
I used to have a soft southern glowing face
I used to leave my heartaches with the chase
When you get stung with the heart of a little Child
Well that's how you get that rattle snake smile
Better keep your distance with this tangled shape I'm in
Well, no one better touch me right now with this cold-blooded thick skin
Well you better run real fast when you hear that rattling sound
Well you better run real fast, man, or this one's gonna knock you down
I sit alone trying to shed this skin that I'm living in
Well, trying to clear my vision once again
Well I ain't no good for no one no not right now
'Cause I've got to run myself
And I've got to to run now
Well, I look like something you could put in a fuckin gcage
Come over here and give me a kiss
Yeah, I'm starting to see
Yeah, I do believe
Better keep your distance from this tangled shape I'm in
You know better than touch me right now with this cold blooded thick skin
Now, I said better run real fast when you hear that rattling sound
I said you better run real fast or this one's gonna knock you down
I sit alone in the desert rain with my tail in the air
10 Eat Steak (02:33)
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Cowpokes'll come from a near and far
When you throw a few rib-eyes on the fire
Roberto Duran ate two before a fight
'Cause it gives a mighty man an awful lot of mighty might
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Eat meat, eat meat, filet mignon
Eat meat, eat meat, eat it all day long
Eat a few T-bones till you get your fill
Eat a new york cut, hot off the grill
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Eat a cow, eat a cow 'cuase it's good for you
Eat a cow, eat a cow it's a thing that goes Mooooo
Look at all the cows in the slaughterhouse yard
Gotta hit'em in the head, gotta hit'em real hard
First you gotta clean it then the butcher cuts it up
Throws it on a scale throws an eyeball in a cup
Saw a big Brangus Steer standing right over there
So I rustled up a fire cooked him medium rare
Bar-B-Q'ed his brisket, a roasted his rump
Fed my dog that ol' Brangus Steer's hump
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
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