Brand new album from fucked up, Texan-uberpimps, blending scabby stoner grind and primal grooves to maxium effect.
Led by onetime Butthole Surfer Jeff Pinkus, Honky is the sonic culmination of all things Texan; think ZZ Top playing your favorite titty bar, think the Butthole Surfers wrecking big' ol cars in the desert, think the Rev. Horton Heat fucking up the blues.
On their first album for Detroit's Small Stone Records, called "Balls Out Inn" Honky is waiting for you to dig right in. From opener "Love To Smoke Your Weed", these Texan uberpimps go for the throat and don't let up. Their twisted take on scabby stoner rock grind will keep you in a stranglehold for the enitre album. Add to that the guest slide and acoustic guitars of Big Sugar's Gordie Johnson and Honky's leaving you messed up and worn out down in the Lone Star State after a good ol' shoot out! Hell yeah!!!
OK, when you think of Texas, what comes to mind? Most people think of big things: big deserts, big ol'cars, big Blues, big titties, etc... We, on the other hand, like to think of Texans as a bit skewed. They do, after all, refer to the State as a Republic, fer chrissakes. Remember the Butthole Surfers, the Dicks, Scratch Acid... fuck it, for that matter... ZZ Top? Point is, so do Honky... and more, they've been warping our vision of Texas for years now. Honky's first record for Small Stone, Balls Out Inn, is the best sonic representation of this twisted Austin trio to date. Led by ex-Butthole SurferJ.D. Pinkus, with Bobby Ed Landgraf (Godzilla Motor Company, Blowfly) and Kenny Wagner (Sixty Watt Shaman, Halfway To Gone), this album takes you back to the time when it actually meant something to make a great record. Gordie Johnson of Big Sugar makes a guest appearance and adds to the Texas-Twist with some sweet, sweet guest slide and acoustic guitars.
After eight years, three releases, dozens of tours with everyone from Mudhoney to Fu Manchu to Nashville Pussy, Honky--like some kind of Texan uberpimp-- has turned out what may be the best "Texas Super Boogie" ever cut to tape, wax, CD... what have you. With two tours already in the works to support this release and two videos and singles which will be sent out to national radio, Honky is poised to take their rightful place on the throne as the real successors to ZZ Top, Mountain, the Rev. Horton Heat, and all things Texan. Stamp Balls Out Inn B.C. approved!
"The arrival of Honky comes as a welcome slap in the face of canned music and its robotic consumers. This messed-up, tore-down Texas trio churns out a marvelously basic, dirty, stoner-rock grind, all industrial- strength riffs and delightfully sleaze-slanted lyrics... Honky's dog-eared, dopey brand of rock atmospherics is a propitious reminder of how forceful a simple dose of regressive, scabby rock & roll can be." - L.A. Times
released August 30, 2005
J.D. Pinkus: Bass, Banjo, & Neckhole
Bobby Ed landgraf: Guitar & Neckhole
Kenny Wagner: Drums & Percussion
Gordie: Slide Solo on (1), Acoustic on (6) & (13)
Rae Craig: Vocals on (2) & (7)
Ezra Reynolds: Hammond B3 & Leslie on (7)
Produced by J.D. Pinkus
Sound Consultant: Gordie Johnson
Engineer: John Harvey
Assistant Engineer: Mary Podio Harvey
Recorded & Mixed @ Tophat Recording Studio/ Austin, TX
Massturd By Chris Goosman @ Solid Sound/ Ann Arbor, MI
Art & Design By Jared Connor
Peddling the finest in rock n' roll, psychedelic, stoner, doom, blues, hard rock, fuzz, metal, sludge, vintage 70's style rawk, etc, since 1995!!! True, honest music, made by real, honest people. Available on CD, vinyl, and digital.
I’ve listened to this album everyday since it dropped, the atmos…the brilliant guitar work…I damn near weep at its majesty. Cave In you’re my hero. It rips with chunky riffs breathes with galactic atmosphere and just saturates your ears heavy goodness…you can’t fuck this band, not until your heart fucking stops it’s a constant flux of my fav song they are all dynamic AOTY thus far shooter CHEF🇦🇲DETH