Hickoids - We're In It For The Corn !
Hickoids - We're In It For The Corn
Matako Mazuri Records 1985 / Toxic Shock 1987 LP
01. Rodeo Peligroso
03. Hickoid Heaven
04. The Longest Mile
05. Burnin' Love
06. I Pity The Man
07. Whoa Nelly!
08. It's A Beautiful Thang
09. Hee Haw
10. Animal Husbandry
11. U Kin Lead A Hoss To Water, But He Still Drinks On His Own
13. O.A.F. Anthem
15. Say So Long
Bass – Richard Hays
Drums – Arthur Hays
Guitar – Davy Jones, Jukebox
Vocals – Jeff Smith
In the original run of The Hickoids from 1984 to 1991, the band that Trouser Press aptly nailed as displaying a "winningly sociopathic outlook" probably should have been institutionalized. And came damn close to being locked away on any number of occasions.
The original conception, as singer and primary songwriter Jeff Smith recalls it, was "Gary Stewart meets Black Flag with psychedelia and glam thrown in.” The nascent group’s 1984 debut gig was opening for, fittingly, Black Flag and The Meat Puppets in San Antonio.
In the years that followed they released two albums and an EP. First, 1985's We're in It for the Corn LP, which the disc's producer Stuart Sullivan alternately describes it as a “destructive, reckless, absurd, stoned, drunk, sped-out tweaked mess that happened to capture that mentality and people related to it.”
Before the label cow-punk had quite become a cliche, the Hickoids were among its most aggressive practitioners. Cow-punk, in fact, might be too mild a word for what the band play on their debut album. It's often hardcore punk with a dash of galloping country, though almost always with a gonzoid energy of the sort that makes their covers of the "Hee Haw" theme and Elvis Presley's "Burnin' Love" almost unrecognizable if you aren't paying attention. Most of the material is original, however, putting the stress on cowboy-inflected thrash rhythms, blurry guitars, and an irreverence suggestive of punk-weaned descendants of the Legendary Stardust Cowboy. It's not all thrash; when the beat slows, at least a bit, the obvious influence of Iggy Pop on lead singer Jeff Smith comes to the fore, and there are dashes of Link Wray's chicken scratch guitar, barroom piano, and the like in the less frenetic moments. Unfortunately, the scream-snarled vocals are submerged in the mix; that's a common feature of punk records, of course, but not one that necessarily works to the advantage of a group that makes humor one of its selling points, as the Hickoids do. It remains an impressively assaultive fusion, though perhaps not one that less juiced-up listeners will enjoy in an unrelenting album-length dose. ~Richie Unterberger @AllMusic
Read an interesting article about the Hickoids by Eric Hisaw in 2014 @LoneStarMusicMagazine
Read some recent Hickoids trivia @TheresSomethingHardInThere
Hickoids, groupe légendaire d'Austin au Texas, est le groupe de cowpunk le plus agressif du style. Si les Dead Milkmen y avaient apporté la dérision dès 1983, les Hickoids jouent aussi la carte de l'humour et de l'irrévérence, mais en plus crade et punk.
Ils joueront pendant 7 années avant un long hiatus qui les verra revenir en 2010 sur Saustex, le label du chanteur Jeff Smith.
Leur premier album est un savant mélange de punk avec ce dont les croque-maïs raffolent: la country de cowboy dégénéré.
Cela donne un joli merdier absurde aux relents de ganja et d'alcool frelaté, une ode aux débiles de l'ouest qu'ils représentent avec force beuglements, slide guitar, piano de bar et cloche à vache. Hee-haaaaw! Elvis lui-même se serait retourné dans la tombe suite à leur reprise de "Burning Love".
Cela donne évidement envie de jouer du lasso sur la croupe du bétail alentour, mais on préférera rester à siroter une roteuse entre deux ribs cuits à point tellement cette chaleur est insupportable!
C'est ça aussi, la magie de l'ouest? Jusqu'à Brest.
Same Rip specs as usual, now this corntamination's made a mess outta me!
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