Dead Pyrates Society
What The Austin Chroncle has to say ... Sometimes Rock Forgets Where It Comes From "Don't tell me about a band after it plays, tell me about it before." The reader had a point when he wrote me after a column on the Dead Pyrates last year, except that sometimes the most visceral live experience is the most recent. Isn't that what you want to express? But here ya go, dear reader: the Dead Pyrates Society meets tonight at Lamberts. They're old-school classic rockers, each and every one cut and chiseled in Texas bands all over the musical map. They call themselves "17th Century Rock and Roll," though if Keith Richards had been from Texas and had taken over Bad Company in 1974, that's a close approximation to their crash, twang, and thunder. Their veteran confidence draws from the members' myriad credentials, such as stints and recordings with Bob Dylan, Spirit, Keith Moon, Jo Jo Gunne, Paul Rogers, Robert Palmer, and an eye-popping list of 1960s Texas garage bands and musicians including Krackerjack, Slip of the Wrist, Gary Myrick, Smiley, Max Pageant, Tribe, Jack Morgan, and Bucky Ballard. I'm on enough music chat forums to know Joe Kennedy, Jimmie Randall, Mark Hamilton, and John Staehely each deserve a chapter in that big book of Texas rock. Check their wicked "The Eyes of Texas" on MySpace and imagine that boom within Lamberts fine acoustics, where they drop anchor with instro-twangmasters 3 Balls of Fire. "Sometimes rock forgets where it comes from," the Pyrates like to say. "Consider this a friendly reminder." Margaret Moser, Thu Jul 24, 11:56am.