The nice thing about this wordpress thing is that it has a really cool stats page which tells you how many people come to your blog and what they look at while they’re here. The post on Fire of Love has had the most hits of any post on this blog. The thing I find interesting about that is that the basic script is that the more obscure a record is the more hits it gets. I suppose there is a couple of reasons for this which I won’t bore you with. So it would indicate that there is a dirth of anyone writing about this great record. At the moment if you type in “Gun Club fire of love” in google, this blog turns up at number 11.
The funny thing about the Gun Club is that there are really only three records that you would bother with. Fire of Love obviously, Las Vegas Story and Miami. The rest of it is just not very good. I suppose Mother Juno at a stretch has it’s moments but nothing really compares to Fire of Love. In 1995 I picked up a copy of Lucky Jim. Don’t be fooled it is one of the most horrendous records I’ve owned. I sold it soon after I bought it but I suppose I was looking for the delta-gothic-blues of their debut. I tell you here and now Lucky Jim is just some fat guy with liver disease.
But this is a post about Miami and the question has to be asked. When your debut is as good as Fire of Love, where do you go? Well Mr Pierce decided to enlist the help of Blondie’s Chris Stein to help produce his follow-up opus. For the most part it is just great. The production is a little tinny but nothing to get too worried about. The same motives that propelled Fire of Love are here in spades. It’s creepy swamp music for you inner blues freak. If the Cramps liked blues more than rockabilly this is what they would have sounded like. Miami was never going to be as good as Fire of Love but you know that’s OK. It’s still a great record and well worth tracking down.
The Gun Club – Bad Indian