—————————————————— Friday Night: Garland Jeffreys at the Continental Club | Houston Press

Classic Rock Corner

Friday Night: Garland Jeffreys at the Continental Club

Garland Jeffreys Continental Club June 22, 2012

Oh, Houston, what were you thinking? After Rocks Off has touted your attributes, your beauty, your understated sense of cool to many a foreigner, why would you not show up for Garland Jeffreys? Most of you were probably at home resting up for Sunday's geezer-fest with Van Halen, I suppose.

But hats off to the 80 or 90 people, including Houston Texan Connor Barwin and his small party, who showed up at the Continental Club for a rarer than rare show -- Jeffreys reckoned he was last here in 1991, although his father is buried here -- visit from one of rock's unwavering, unapologetic greats.

Be that as it may, Jeffreys brought a crack band and shove-it-down-their-throat attitude to the affair Friday night that saw him burn -- blaze might be the better term -- through rock anthems that will be around long after Justin Bieber is an insecticidal blood-and-guts blob on the windshield of history.

It's rather funny that the New York City rocker gets to Europe more often than he gets to Texas. Start Googling Mr. Jeffreys; there's way more Euro press on him than U.S. press, and it all glows with praise, admiration, and respect: "A faultless performance" (Le Figaro); "A corker!" (The Sun); "Superb" (Libération); "'The Contortionist' is the rock song of the year" (Frankfurter Algemeine); "This guy is dynamite" (London Sunday Times); "4.5 stars" (Rolling Stone Germany).

And Jeffreys' old nugget "Wild In the Streets" was just used in the Max Payne 3 game.

Rolling into the Bayou City from Austin Friday night, Jeffreys got right down to business with little fanfare, breaking hard into Springsteen-ish, Velvet Underground-y rockers "I'm Alive" and "Coney Island Winter" from last year's The King of In Between, swaggering through them like a boxer feeling his way through the opening round, remembering what being hit is like.

It didn't hurt that Jeffreys was backed by four aces: Austin-via-Brooklyn guitar whiz Billy Masters, fireplug bulldog Brooklyn drum-pounder Tom Curiano, ace bassist Dave Monsey, and guitarist/keyboardist Mark Addison. They built a rock and roll chariot for Jeffreys to drive as fast as he wanted.