Reverend Horton Heat

Loaded guns, space heaters, and big skies. Welcome to the lethal

littered landscape of Jim Heath’s imagination. True to his high evan-

gelical calling, Jim is a Revelator, both revealing & reinterpreting the

country-blues-rock roots of American music. He’s a time-travelling

space-cowboy on a endless interstellar musical tour, and we are all

the richer & “psychobillier” for getting to tag along.

Seeing REVEREND HORTON

HEAT live is a transformative experience. Flames come off the gui-

tars. Heat singes your skin. There’s nothing like the primal tribal rock

& roll transfiguration of a Reverend Horton Heat show. Jim be-

comes a slicked-back 1950′s rock &roll shaman channeling Screamin’

Jay Hawkins through Buddy Holly, while Jimbo incinerates the Stand-

Up Bass. And then there are the “Heatettes”. Those foxy rockabilly

chicks dressed in poodle-skirts and cowboy boots slamming the

night away. It’s like being magically transported into a Teen Exploita-

tion picture from the 1950′s that’s currently taking place in the future.

Listening to the REVEREND HORTON HEAT is tantamount to injecting

pure musical nitrous into the hot-rod engine of your heart. The Reverend’s

commandants are simple. And no band on this, or any other,

planet rocks harder, drives faster, or lives truer than the Reverend

Horton Heat. These “itinerant preachers” actually practice what

they preach. They live their lives by the Gospel of Rock & Roll.

From the High-Octane Spaghetti-Western Wall of Sound in “Big

Sky” — to the dark driving frenetic paranoia of “400 Bucks” – to the

brain-melting Western Psychedelic Garage purity of “Psychobilly

Freakout” — The Rev’s music is the perfect soundtrack to the Drive-In

Movie of your life.

Jim Heath & Jimbo Wallace have chewed up more road than the

Google Maps drivers. For twenty five Psychobilly years, they have

blazed an indelible, unforgettable, and meteoric trail across the globe

with their unique blend of musical virtuosity, legendary showman-

ship, and mythic imagery.

“Okay it’s time for me to put this loaded gun down, jump in my Five-

Oh Ford, and nurture my pig on the outskirts of Houston. I’ll be bring-

ing my love whip. See y’all later.”

Carty Talkington Writer/Director

Rev your engines and catch the sermon on the road as it’s preached

by everybody’s favorite Reverend.

Don’t forget to keep an eye out for the 11th studio album from REV-

EREND HORTON HEAT, boldly titled Rev, due out January 21st.

Host or Publisher Wall Street Theater