HURRY UP AND BUY THIS RECORD (!!!)
I’ve got a few things to say about this self-titled elpee from Oakland California’s Hurry Up Shotgun, so lemme just ramble here…
Somehow, and don’t ask me to quantify this, but somehow, Hurry Up Shotgun’s traditional (yet super fresh sounding) song structures throw my brain and I back to the seventies, when everything was hairy and smelled like gasoline. I haven’t figured out why as of this writing, but I believe I could play this for some friends my age who gave up on listening to anything new twenty years ago (at least) and score Hurry Up Shotgun a few new fans. Their music in this current batch o’ tunes FEEL like they are NOT OF THIS TIME, which is to say, these songs do not fit into any current genre bin. Hurry Up Shotgun STANDS ALONE.
Austin Pitts’ guitar playing abilities are STAGGERING. I hear Roger Miller No Man-era shredding, and I know that’s not congruent with my previous seventies statement, but there you have it.
Austin Pitts is one hella howler, completely congruent with my previous seventies statement. Had he been around back then when COCK ROCK WAS KING and flashy vocal gymnasts were all the rage, Pitts would’ve found himself at the epicenter of an old-fashioned major label bidding war. Every day would’ve rained hookers and coke on him, forever and ever, amen.
Also, Hurry Up Shotgun sounds like California. Again, don’t ask me to explain, just hurry up and buy this record. If you think I’m wrong about any of this, let me know.
(But you won’t, cuz I’m not.)
hello friend, we dont know each other but i know you know good music! thank you for this honor. I must say that im a little overwhelmed and touched by your review of the album and of my ability. coke and hookers amen! your newest fan-Austin PItts
You will never have another show with us (MH) again. How ungrateful and arrogant can one be. Good Luck Mr. Shotgun… in my book it’s “MR. SHITGUN” you have better get much more ammunition before you talk down to the above mentioned bands and I don’t think your .. record company… (what a joke)… Forced you into playing with these groups… Man you got lots to learn dude…Mr. Pitts… You may soon even claim your better than Clayton or Beck… Don’t you think it’s time to change your guitar strings and attitude … You amazing rock God !!
Holy shit. You doodz are still alive? OMGLOL
LOL!! Dude from MH got offended by your make believe world! Like, took it serious and shit; that’s ridiculous hilarious! Good review, that record is way good.
Bobby. Bobby, Bobby,Bobby. My therapist said that your comment is the best underhanded complement ever! See you at the Lilith fair! Love- Austin Pitts xo
With out Molly hatchet there would not be a hurry up shotgun. Thank you ms.hatchet!
Here I thought that I was totally making up a story, but because Bobby Ingram Googles “Molly Hatchet” every morning, I find out through him that YOU ACTUALLY PLAYED DATES WITH MOLLY HATCHET! My apologies to all involved. I don’t know why that never came up in my research. And geez, if any of you thirty five or so ex-members of Blackfoot end up reading this, sorry. I always dug yer harmonica player.
Flamethrower Guy is an idiot, real flame throwers have much greater range and use jellied fuel so when it is used, the flaming jellied fuel sticks to the target.
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