Should be an interesting scene at House of Blues this evening, where Method Man, not exactly the shy type, might get a little more attention than he bargained for. Rumor has it some time between sound check and the tall, fragrant rapper's headlining set with Redman, he'll be served with papers in conjunction with the lawsuit area resident Mary Anderson filed this week claiming Mr. "Tical" shot her in the chest after his and Red's House of Blues show last year. Anderson says she was waiting for Meth to autograph her ticket stub, but Rocks Off's favorite rumor surrounding the case is that she drew his attention by flashing him her boobs. This whole case just screams "class."

Rocks Off would love to be a fly on Meth's dressing-room wall when the process servers show up. We just hope they've been briefed on how to recognize him in a pea-soup-thick haze of blunt smoke, and we know they hope he leaves his pellet gun on the tour bus this time. Gas masks, anyone? Plus Ghostface will be around, so they better watch their step.

Anyway, guns and the deployment thereof have always been a popular subject in song, so in the time it took us to walk to the store for cigarettes and back, Rocks Off came up with five pistol-packing songs in Meth's honor. We didn't do any rap, because that could take all afternoon.

Johnny Cash, "Folsom Prison Blues": Is there a more famous gun-related lyric - in any genre - than "I shot a man in Reno/ Just to watch him die"? We sure couldn't think of one.

Wilco, "Monday": This song came to mind because Rocks Off has been on a serious Wilco kick lately - just as we suspected, although we were ambivalent about Wilco (the Album) when it first came out, it's been growing on us like mad. We're pretty sure Jeff Tweedy's not talking about gunplay when he sings "Ooh, I shot ya/ Yeah, I know," but this has always been one of our favorite Wilco songs. The band, who plays Cedar Park near Austin October 8 and Dallas October 9 (grrr), has put "Monday" back in its set as a tribute to late former guitarist Jay Bennett.

Deep Purple, "Smoke on the Water": The riff that launched a million air-guitar solos would never have existed if not for "some stupid with a flare gun," whose ill-fated volley into the ceiling of Switzerland's Montreux Casino resulted in the titular cloud.

Sonny & Cher, "Bang Bang (I Shot My Baby Down)": Anyone who thinks the late Congressman and drag-queen icon were all harmless doe-eyed pop a la "I Got You Babe" should get a load of this chiller, narrated by the postmortem victim. The Raconteurs resurrected "Bang Bang" on their 2006 tour - including the Austin City Limits appearance above - with a version emphasizing the song's starkly psychedelic blues.

Jimi Hendrix, "Hey Joe": Hendrix's pal Joey doesn't waste any time. In the first verse, he's on his way to rid himself and the world of a faithless lover; in the second, she's gone, gone, gone. Then Hendrix howls "I shot her!" and fires a few rounds of his own with a reliably killer guitar solo.