I once spent a few hours on a tour bus with Jim Heath, guitarist and vocalist with the Reverend Horton Heat. He made me laugh. A lot. As his band’s irreverent psychobilly would suggest, Heath is an unapologetic firecracker with a languid drawl that fails to mask a whip-cracking sense of humor and a keen intellect. I can’t remember much of what we talked about. But I’ll never forget Heath’s sense of humor.
Though destined to forever be a cult band, the Reverend Horton Heat is loved dearly by those who have followed the past 25 years of high-octane high jinks, all of which have revolved around Heath’s searing guitar playing, a mighty force that interprets rockabilly, blues and primal R&B through the vocabulary of punk rock. Though the past several years have seen the band delve into country-swing, Christmas music and even a dash of jump-blues, with the release of the new collection “Rev,” Heath, bassist Jimbo Wallace and drummer Scott Churilla have re-upped their commitment to blazing, double entendre-laden psychobilly. It’s the sort of stuff that will peel the paint off your walls.
It’s in the concert setting that the Reverend Horton Heat makes its converts to the cause. The band arrives with guests Dale Watson and Rosie Flores for a show at 8 p.m. Thursdayin the Tralf Music Hall (622 Main St.). Tickets are $24 (box office, Ticketmaster).
– Jeff Miers