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"You're a ghost on the highway,
your gesture´s meaningless,
you're lost to the living men,
trailing souls to the end..."
Ghosts and spirits on Jeffrey Lee Pierce´s trail. He sure sings like a man possessed here, as is in fact the case on all the manic punk-blues-´n-roll songs that make up the Gun Club´s fine ´81 debut Fire Of Love. Bonus points go to Ward Dotson´s sharp slide.
"I had to do something, I was wearing down,
I was goin´ down...
Why can no one ever touch a fire spirit?
Why can no one ever hold a fire spirit?
Why can no one ever feel a fire spirit?"
I was goin´ down...
Why can no one ever touch a fire spirit?
Why can no one ever hold a fire spirit?
Why can no one ever feel a fire spirit?"
Good question that.