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Some things never change, praise the Lord (whoa yeah). Thirty-two years on, The Meteors are still spankin’ out the sickest psychobilly this side of Hell like they made a deal with the Devil to crank them thwankin rhythms for eternity or else – yeah – to Hell with ‘em. ‘The Man In The Cunt Skin Mask’ (presumably geetarist/vocalist P Paul Fenech) may holler ‘Open this fuckin' door!’ till his soul bursts, but goddammit no way! You stay in there, yank that whammy-bar, paddle that double-bass (Simon ‘The Prince’ Linden dontcha know), whack those drums (Wolfgang ‘The Machine’ Hoerdeman) and peddle those sickobilly B-movie anthems till you bleed, brothers! Maybe, of course, ‘TMITCSK’ is a reference to Hank Marvin trapped in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre doing his absurd lil two-step dance with that goddamn irritating smile ‘til Leatherface sees red ‘n’ slices it right off his face – yikes!
The stuff of nightmares, shooting from the hip whilst delivering lines from the Bible like Samuel L Jackson in Pulp Fiction, or jogging through the desert with Ry Cooder in hot pursuit in Paris Texas, The Meteors manage to reinvent themselves time and time again, same promises kept but always the surprise. And this year’s unlikely shlock horror is their own take on ‘Paranoid’ – jangling and a-bouncing into the sunset sounding like it should always have galloped along like a spaghetti western with Quentin Tarantino in the saddle. PsychoBilly The Kid blowing into town with ‘Girl Meat Fever’, but then ‘She Screams Out My Name’ and off he rides again - with a fistful of panties.
Meteoric psychobilly sickos. Way too good to get a reprieve from God or The Devil, looks like they’ll be paddling away in Purgatory for a looong time, though the latter did promise to ‘Drag You Down To Hell’, a threat urgently deflected by some sweaty rock’n’roll jamming. Besides, ‘Hell Must Be Empty (All The Demons Are Here)' says it all (well, Reaper’s already proved there’s an escape route from Hell). Finally, though, it’s ‘Fuck Your World’, so mebbe The Meteors are, after all, thinking of leaving the planet. Nahhhhh, this is most definitely their calling…right here, right now. And no, we’re not opening the fuckin' door!
The Meteors 'Paranoid'
THE METEORS - STRANGE TIMES ARE COMIN' the brand spanking new promo video taken from the album 'Doing The Lord's Work' view the promo here
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