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Live review: Motorhead, Rev. Horton Heat

September 15th, 2009 by Jeff Hahne in Live ReviewsPhotossetlist

Motorhead with Reverend Horton Heat, Nashville Pussy
The Fillmore Charlotte
Sept. 11, 2009

The Deal: Motorhead, Reverend Horton Heat, Nashville Pussy and a whole lot of speakers hit the Queen City.

The Good: Nashville Pussy opened up the show with a quick set of their brand of Southern metal. While singer Blaine Cartwright’s voice reminded me of Sam Kinison, his wife, guitarist Ruyter Suys, was all over the place in true rock-star fashion – headbanging, kicking legs up and running around her half of the stage. The band’s high energy set got the crowd warmed up quickly.

Reverend Horton Heat tried to focus on the psycobilly side of its catalog, but found time for a few new country-fried tunes off of its latest, Laughin’ & Cryin’ — “Ain’t No Saguaro in Texas,” “Drinkin’ and Smokin’ Cigarettes,” “Death Metal Guys.” The band tore through songs such as “Psychobilly Freakout,” “Baddest of the Bad,” “400 Bucks” and “The Jimbo Song.” Heath showed poise and professionalism as he sounded as good as ever in front of a metal leaning crowd that appeared to enjoy every bass slap and Gretsch riff.

For many metal fans, Lemmy Kilmeister is god and this show surely will help keep the moniker going. Know for their loud concerts, the band had 14 extra speakers lined up in front of the stage, in addition to the wall of Marshall stacks behind them. Kilmeister stalked the stage, growled into his down-turned microphone and blasted through a hefty number of the band’s songs (setlist below), saving crowd favorite “Ace of Spades” for the encore. The encore started out with an acoustic, stripped down “Whorehouse Blues.”

On drums at the show, was Matt Sorum — formerly of Guns N Roses and Velvet Revolver. He appeared to be having a blast behind the kit and even got a moment to tear off a thunderous solo.

The Bad: I am familiar with the phrase, “If it’s too loud, you’re too old,” but what the hell is the point of having a concert blaring out at 120 decibels? Who wants to go home saying, “Yes, I saw Motorhead once. I haven’t heard a thing since.” I get that concerts are always loud, but threatening permanent damage doesn’t seem worth it.

The Verdict: Overall a great show with a diverse lineup. Surprisingly, the Reverend fit right in.

Motorhead setlist
Iron Fist
Stay Clean
Be My Baby
Rock Out
Over the Top
One Night Stand
I Got Mine
Thousand Names
Another Perfect Day
Killed By Death

Whorehouse Blues
Ace of Spades

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