Jon Spencer, his sexy spouse Cristina Martinez, and the rest of the Boss Hog gang get their Russ Meyer on with this homage to “Faster Pussycat, Kill! Kill!”
Jon: I dig your groovy hips!
Cristina: I dig your barbecued lips!
Yowsah! That has to be one exciting marriage. From Boss Hog’s self-titled major label debut in 1995.
More balls-to-the-wall mid 1990s punk rock, this time from Boss Hog, Jon Spencer’s other big band of the era (aside from the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion). Boss Hog not only featured terrifically abrasive guitar work from Spencer, but also some of the most ferocious vocals in all of rock and roll from Spencer’s spouse, the beautiful and sometimes nude Christina Martinez. Bang your head, indeed!
From Boss Hog’s self-titled major-label album from 1995 comes this creepy cello-driven dirge that’s unlike the blues-punk on the rest on the album. The sense of dread that permeates this song is palpable. Why someone hasn’t scored their horror film with this is beyond me.
I can not even begin to describe how refreshing it was to discover The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion back in the mid-1990s. During the height of painfully earnest grunge and alt-rock, the Blues Explosion only sang about how great they were and how they kicked ass on stage (and they did). They were like some weird cross between the Butthole Surfers and the Rolling Stones and they were beyond awesome.
However, Spencer’s other project at the time with his wife Christina Martinez, Boss Hog, may have even been better. I dare you not to frug violently while listening to this. There’s lots of F-bombs on this one, so not safe for work or little ones.