


I’ve bragged on this blog many times about seeing Gun Club live-one of the best, most exciting live shows I’ve ever seen in a long career of concert going-but what I didn’t realize until recently is that the band that I saw-Morrison, Graham, Kid Congo-didn’t last but a few more shows, when drummer Graham snuck out in the middle of the night and returned to America after discovering he wasn’t going to be paid for the tour. On paper, that shouldn’t work, but it does, spectacularly so. At the start of side two, a skronky snippet of Pharoah Sanders’ “The Creator Was A Master Plan” segues into a plaintiff take on “My Man’s Gone Now,” the widow Serena’s aria from from George Gershwin’s classic opera Porgy and Bess. When an album starts off that strong, you would think that it’s all downhill from there, but there’s one classic Gun Club winner after another, including two leftfield cover versions. I direct you then to your favorite streaming service. (I’d have embedded the song here, but YouTube currently lacks even a single upload of the studio version. For those of you reading this who have never had the pleasure, “Walking with the Beast” is simply the musical equivalent to looking up at the sky and realizing that a violent tornado is about to overtake you. Patricia Morrison’s rumbling bass, Kid Congo Powers’ feedback-driven power chords, and Terry Graham’s POUNDING drums almost attack the listener.

It grabs you by the throat and and shakes you until you are limp.

“Walking with the Beast” is a motherfucking motherfucker of a song. (“Lupita Screams,” “Death Party” and “The Lie” run close behind.) That would be “Walking with the Beast” from The Las Vegas Story. Because I love all of their albums so very much, it’s difficult for me to say which is my favorite Gun Club album-it’s Mother Juno, but just by a hair-and much easier to pick out my favorite Gun Club song.
