In 1985,
Jim Heath, a guitar player from Dallas who liked classic blues, rockabilly, and
the Cramps, began playing gigs under the stage name
the Reverend Horton Heat after a friend decided he needed a new stage persona. More than 25 years later,
Heath is still making the most of his alter ego, headlining up to 150 shows a year where he tears up the stage for a loyal fan base. If
Heath isn't quite the demonic force he was when he first exploded onto the national stage in the early '90s, he's still one of the very best guitarists on the roots rock scene, capable of blazing speed and slashing impact while maintaining a fluid dexterity and surprisingly graceful melodic sense that gives each of his flurries of notes a life of their own, and his rhythm section (
Jimbo Wallace on upright bass and
Paul Simmons on drums) can run rings around nearly anyone in rock & roll. In 2010,
the Reverend Horton Heat played a string of dates to celebrate 25 years of hot-wired rockabilly mayhem, and
25 to Life was recorded during the San Francisco date of that tour; it's also the first live album
Heath and Company have released after all those years together. The set list spans the breadth of
Heath's career, from the A-side to the first
Reverend Horton Heat single ("Big Little Baby") to a new and previously unreleased tune ("Please Don't Take the Baby to the Liquor Store"), and in the absence of a cross-licensed Greatest Hits package,
25 to Life does a better job than any album to date of charting the path of his musical vision. You may not need the bass and drum solos as part of a definitive study of the
Reverend Heat's music, but the song selection skims the cream from his back catalog, and the band attacks this music with a crowd-pleasing vigor and impressive enthusiasm. Most bands don't sound this hot in their salad days, let alone after 25 years on the road, and
25 to Life not only affirms
Jim Heath's status as one of the best rock guitarists at work today, but confirms he's a hell of a showman who isn't about to let an audience go home disappointed. ~ Mark Deming