| The sophomore record by the Gun Club bore the curse of having to follow 
        a monolith of their own making. Fire of Love sold extremely well for an 
        independent; it was a favorite of virtually every critic who heard it 
        in 1981. Miami showcased a different lineup as well. Ward Dotson replaced 
        Congo Powers (temporarily, at least) on guitar, and there were a ton of 
        guest performances, including Debbie Harry and Chris Stein. Stein produced 
        the album. Off the bat the disc suffers from a thin mix. Going for a rougher 
        sound, Stein left the instruments at one level and boosted Pierce's vocal. 
        There is plenty of guitar here, screaming and moping like a drunken orphan 
        from the Texas flatlands, but next to its predecessor it sounds drier 
        and reedier. Ultimately it hardly matters. Going for a higher, more desolate 
        sound, frontman and slide player Jeffrey Lee Pierce and his band were 
        literally on fire. The songs here, from "Carry Me," "Like 
        Calling Up Thunder," "Devil in the Woods," "Watermelon 
        Man," "Bad Indian," and "Texas Serenade," among 
        others, centered themselves on a mutant form of country music that met 
        the post-punk ethos in the desert, fought and bloodied each other, and 
        decided to stay together. This is hardcore snake-charming music (as in 
        water moccasins not cobras), evil, smoky, brash, and libidinally uttered. 
        Their spooky version of an already creepy tune by Creedence Clearwater 
        Revival, "Run Through the Jungle" runs the gamut from sexual 
        nightmare to voodoo ritual gone awry. Finally, Pierce and company pull 
        out all the roots and reveal them for what they are: "John Hardy," 
        is a squalling punk-blues, with the heart of the country in cardiac arrest. 
        Dotson proved to be a fine replacement for Congo Powers, in that his style 
        was pure Telecaster country (à la James Burton) revved by the Rolling 
        Stones and Johnny Thunders. Miami was given a rough go when it was issued 
        for its production. But in the bird's-eye view of history its songs stack 
        up, track for track, with Fire of Love and continue to echo well into 
        this long good night.  (by Thom Jurek , All 
        Music Guide) |