X & Reverend Horton Heat – Tickets – 9:30 Club – Washington, DC – December 4th, 2012

X & Reverend Horton Heat

X & Reverend Horton Heat

Not In The Face

Tue 12/4/12

7:00 pm

X - (Set time: 10:20 PM)
“I remember one night at the Masque, saying to myself at the age of 22… I just paused for a moment in the middle of my drinking and thought, ‘This is an amazing thing, you’re really lucky to be here right now.’ I realized in that moment how special it all was.”
-- Exene Cervenka, Jan. 2008

Three decades after the inception of X, one thing is clear: X was not only one of the most influential bands to crash out of the punk movement of the late ‘70s, but the band’s music continues to be sonically groundbreaking today. Songs written during the group’s inception are as relevant and inventive in 2008 as they were in 1977.

The fact is, no one sounds like X and no one ever will.

It’s not surprising when you consider the group’s unique beginnings, which can only be attributed to fate. On the same day with nearly the exact same wording, two want-ads appear in a local music rag. One was sent in by a guitarist named Billy Zoom, the other by bassist who called himself John Doe. Zoom, a rockabilly rebel who’d performed with Gene Vincent, had read a negative review of a band called the Ramones. It said they only played three chords and they played ‘em too fast. So naturally, he went to see them. The show was at the Golden West Ballroom in the L.A. suburb of Norwalk in early ’77, and as soon as the Ramones started to perform, Zoom realized that, musically, he’d found exactly what he wanted to do with his life. Doe, who was originally from the Baltimore area, was already down with the East Coast CBGB’s scene and by the time the two got in the same room together after responding to each other’s ads, it seemed it was meant to be. They performed a few shows with various drummers before a poet with no ambition of being a singer would enter the picture.

Doe found her in Venice Beach, at a poetry reading. He liked her poems so much he offered to perform them in his band. The poet, Exene Cervenka, had just moved to town from Florida and she told him, no offense, but if anyone was gonna perform her poems, it would be her, and she soon ended up in the band. Zoom was skeptical about someone’s girlfriend being in the band. After they did their first show with Exene, he didn’t know exactly what it was she had, but he knew it was magic.

After a succession of drummers, Doe was at the underground punk club the Masque in Hollywood one night, checking out a band called the Eyes, which featured a pre-Go-Go’s bass player named Charlotte Caffey. He called Zoom immediately and said he’d found their drummer. Doe told him he played with a parade snare and hit it hard as a hammer. Zoom told him to promise him anything. His name was D.J. Bonebrake and he quickly signed on. The band was now complete, and X would soon emerge from the young punk scene as one of its most successful offspring. The band’s early albums, Los Angeles (1980), produced by Ray Manzarek of the Doors, Wild Gift (1981), and Under the Big Black Sun (1982) explored dark love and an even darker L.A. with the unflinching eye of a Raymond Chandler novel. Doe and Cervenka would marry and later divorce, but they’d always remain soulmates. As they released each ensuing album, More Fun in the New World (1983) and Ain’t Love Grand (1985), the band continued to grow sonically and politically, fearlessly mixing genres without ever losing its center. As each member went on to explore diverse careers—careers that included acting, art, writing, producing and multiple side projects—X never really broke up, and by the early ‘90s, the band recorded together again and began playing a series of shows, much to the delight of its hardcore fans.

This spring, X is taking its show back on the road for the upcoming “13x31” tour, and we asked each member to weigh in on the band’s past and present and to explain just how exactly they’ve managed to keep the fire inside.
Reverend Horton Heat - (Set time: 9:00 PM)
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 Ameri- can music. He’s a time-travelling space-cowboy on a endless inter- stellar musical tour, and we are all the richer & “psychobillier” for get- ting to tag along.

Seeing REVEREND HORTON HEAT live is a transformative ex- perience. Flames come off the gui- tars. Heat singes your skin. There’s nothing like the primal tribal rock & roll transfiguration of a Rever- end 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 HOR- TON 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 Spaghet- ti-Western Wall of Sound in “Big Sky” — to the dark driving frenetic paranoia of “400 Bucks” – to the brain-melting Western Psyche- delic 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 ser- mon 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 ti- tled Rev, due out January 21st.
Not In The Face - (Set time: 8:00 PM)
Not In The Face
With roots tracing back deep into East Texas, Not In The Face is the real-deal. The type of band that you expect to hail from the unpretentious part of the South. The soulful tint behind their "sludgy, no bull-shit" sound draws heavily from growing up in the land of Big Oil, back roads, and blistering summers. Singer and guitarist Jonathan Terrell was ushered into this world by a midwife in a crowded trailer. He grew up fast, riding horses, workin' ranches, and singing in church. He was raised on old school country and classic rock, molding his sound after the likes of Townes Van Zandt and Tom Petty. Drummer Wes Cargal was brought up in a truckin' man's home and spent his youth racing motorcycles across the country. He fed his love for music on the old school country, psych-rock fuzz and blues of bands and singers such as George Jones, ZZ Top, and Led Zeppelin, who inspired him to take up beating the skins himself.

In 2007, Jonathan headed to Austin, looking to take his music career to the next level. He began to make a name for himself as a solo artist, touring across the country and eventually opening for country legends such as Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard. Not long after, Wes followed suit with his own move to Austin, honing his drum skills by relentless touring with several bands and sitting in with such legendary acts as Alan Haynes and Dale Watson. The two re-connected in the prolific local Austin music scene, eventually forming the two-piece Not In The Face in 2009. What started as "something fun to do at a local bar for friends and free drinks" eventually took precedence over all their other projects.

Not In The Face started by melting faces the old-fashioned way, gaining attention with their unofficial SXSW 2 a.m. parking lot show that some critics claimed was "the best show of SXSW 2010." Then in January 2011, Not In The Face played during Austin’s Free Week, turning in what The Austin Chronicle called one of the "all time best shows EVER” at the legendary Austin venue Emo's, sharing the honor with such acts as Johnny Cash, Wu-Tang Clan, and Arcade Fire. Later in 2011, Electric Factory Records released their first album, Bikini. With echoes of The Sonics, Muddy Waters, Elvis, and Roy Orbison, songs from the album began receiving regular play on several radio stations across the country. Laurie Gallardo, radio-host at Austin's KUT 90.5, named the album as her favorite release of 2011, stating, "It never ceases to amaze me when all it takes is two great musicians to make such a big sound. High-octane, high-energy rock and pop from this dynamic duo. Excellent. Well done, lads."

In June 2011, Not In The Face took their live show on the road, touring from L.A. to New York and everywhere in between. Their electrifying high-energy live performances have gained them fans all over the country. Not In The Face is constantly writing new music and injecting their own unique sound into covers of old bangers by the likes of Screamin' Jay Hawkins and T. Rex, all the while putting more and more touring miles on the ol’ van. Not In The Face is setting out to light a fire and breathe the fun back into that good old-fashioned hot, dirty, and mean rock and roll revival. See ya in church.
Venue Information:
9:30 Club
815 V St. NW
Washington, DC, 20001