Sunday shows can be a hard sell. For those with a Monday to Friday job, it’s the calm before the storm of an impending workweek. And for those who don’t have the routine of a traditional weekend, Sunday nights are just another stop along the way.
There were no apologies from Black Pistol Fire. The Austin-based duo rock in the kind of way that would have caused short-term memory loss of my Monday morning responsibilities, if I actually had any. I imagine that most people who pick up a pair of drumsticks for the first time imagine themselves as drummer Eric Owen, stripped down to nothing but his skivvies and a mess of hair that would be a tangled-nuisance, if it wasn’t so "rock 'n roll." As for Mr. Guitar and Vocals, Kevin McKeon kicked and tore his way straight through some blazing riffs and head shaking melodies.
Scott H. Biram sat down, pulled out his speakerphone and got down to it. The one-man wrecking machine marries a little bit of country, punk and a whole lot of hillbilly blues music. All-in-all it was still a quiet night at The Firebird, even though Black Pistol and Mr. Biram were far from quiet themselves.
All photos by Kelsey McClure.