The music biz demands a lot from its ranks: Confuse fish with chicken for laughs! Put your hair in cornrows even though you're a puffy white man! Adapt to changing styles and trends so 14-year-old girls with $4 allowances will legally download your album over three weeks! I'm not sure local rockabilly institution the Reverend Horton Heat is even aware of these demands; he's certainly never demonstrated any respect for them. The Rev's new Revival (his first for North Carolina indie Yep Roc) is filled to bursting with greased-hair riffs, jokes about calling into work sick and twisted, and a vocal snarl that could scare Axl Rose's hair straight. Welcome to his jungle. Again.
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