Bales of Cocaine, Cocaine, Jim Heath, Music, Rock&Roll, Rockabilly, Texas, The Reverend Horton Heat
What the Hell is a Rockabilly band doing claiming the Cramps as a major influence, opening for Ministry, and working with Paul Leary of the Butthole Surfers? None of these things would seem to add up to that 1950s nostalgia that always comes to mind when I hear the word ‘rockabilly’. And in the case of the Reverend Horton Heat, they really don’t. No, this band is its own kind of monster, and I love them for it. Their work often goes to 11, but for this Monday, let’s just take a minute to listen to this wholesome-sounding tribute to a bit of Texas folklore.
it’s what I get for clicking…i knew it would happen and yet…the conditioning to click the play button….dammit
heh, …I should have used the ‘Cowboy Love’ clip, then you’d really be wondering.
yup i just had to….
i can’t tell if he’s celebrating or making fun…
maybe it would be more clear if that white jesus santa woman type person sang it?
I’m not sure the good Reverend would know himself, and yes, I regard that song as a bit of a guilty pleasure. But I feel no guilt at all for liking bales of Cocaine. 🙂
That’s right, you’re not from Texas, but Texas wants you anyway.