He was from LA, CA but the music he and his band made always had more of a dark aspect to it which contrasted with the bright Californian sun. There was something obsessed about him and his music. As if he was trying to exorcise the devil from his own body with his shouting. The name of his band described something very American and it fit quite well with the music. With their first album they immediately broke through. They did not become famous or rich but they had established a new name on the map of rock’n’roll. They fused punk and blues to a style some people called psychobilly. Their songs were blasting of energy, he seemed to be delivering his soul while singing. He spent ten years in London before he returned to the US. Like many other rock musicians he fought with drugs and in the end he lost the battle. He died 37 old years old, the alcohol had taken its toll on his body. The song from above is from his last album. Which has a completely different vibe than the others, it is very calm and relaxed, as if he had already made peace with the world.
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Ohrenschmaus 
Dezember 11, 2009 um 21:49
Johnny’s got a light in his eyes and Shirley’s got a light on her lips
Jakes got a monkeyshine on his head and Debra Ann’s got a tiger in her hips
they can twist and turn they can move and burn
they can throw themselves against the wall
but they creep for what they need
and they explode to the call and then they move
move
Sex beat, go
They’re stupid like I told ya, very stupid like ya saw
very stupid as the simple thought of ever thinking at all
and all their mind, all their souls all their bodies all we know
all we know all the things that should a made us whole
all the colourless security was all that someone could go and move, move
Sex beat, drop
and yes you do look cool and by the floodlights so blue
you make my tropical apartment bed, your sacrificial pool
my body in the water and my heart is in your hand
so this is the way you choose to send me to the judgement land
so you can’t move, move oohh..sex beat, go
and every day I agree you throw me down by the christmas tree
I watched your lights blink on and off while you start your fun with me
I, I know your reasons and I, I know your goals
we can fuck forever but you will never get my soul
just so you can move
so you can move
so you can move
so you can move so you can
oohh… Sex beat
Dezember 11, 2009 um 21:54
„hi, i am your fan and this is my record“ he said when meeting debbie harry for the first time after waiting at her doorstep for days.
thanks for this wonderful track.
Dezember 11, 2009 um 22:00
„Unter Wirklichkeitsdruck drohte alles sich in seine Bestandteile aufzulösen, Sehnsucht und Pragmatismus, Kunst und Kalkül, Kitsch und Kapitalismus. Da tauchte – 1983 – eine Rock’n Roll-Band auf. Eine leidenschaftliche, jammernde wie fordernde Rock-Band, also das sozusagen abgeschaffteste und erledigteste Programm des alten Authentizismus, und es war der Gun Club von Jeffrey Lee Pierce und sie sangen auf einer Platte mit dem altmodischen Titel »The Fire Of Love« Lieder von härteren Dingen, als unsere Selbst-Programme es sich träumen ließen. Eines hieß »She’s Like Heroin To Me« und ein anderes, das erste auf der ersten Seite, der Hit, war »Sexbeat«.“
( Diedrich Diederichsen in „Sexbeat“ )
Dezember 13, 2009 um 21:28
der kandidat hat 100 punkte. dd hat sich allerdings um 2 (bzw. 3) jahre vertan und die lieder, die er da aufzählt sind so ziemlich diejenigen, die mir auf der ersten platte am wenigsten gefallen. obwohl eigentlich sind alle songs gut darauf.
p.s. das war idiot waltz von lucky jim, dem 1993er album von the gun club.