This was likely the last tour I saw of the Jesus Lizard. A tour where a Yow shit-kicker roper boot laid to the side of my head resulted in nose on side of face, bloody snot and a black eye. GREATFUCKINGSHOW. They always were... and I understand the return again. Though admittedly I'm not too excited about it. They will never be able to outdo the moment of that '92 show when opening the set came the thumping thundering low end starting "Then Comes Dudley" and it was almost as if the entire packed house started to throb, inhale/exhale in sync. A pot simmering near boil, building waves moving over water. It was beautiful and kind of scary. You knew something was about to happen.
The Jesus Lizard will always be some of the best pissed-off music. When you're seething without explanation, just throw on Goat and you have a friend.
In honor of all the live treats Yow Corp, the tight n shiny and the throbbing horde have provided, here's a taste of that live feel. But, again, nothing compares 2 U seeing it live.
HEAR
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