Los Flamin' Hellcats w/ Scarface at Worhals, 10/31/2013

Photo by Nathan Smith
The Flamin' Hellcats w/ Brad "Scarface" Jordan
October 31, 2013

The great thing about Halloween is that it gives people license to do things they otherwise wouldn't. For a lot of people on Thursday night, that means slipping into an alternate identity for the evening, like the Incredible Hulk or a slutty bumblebee. For me, it meant attending a college football game.

For Brad "Scarface" Jordan, the legendary Geto Boy and local hip-hop illuminatus, it meant getting onstage downtown with the Flamin' Hellcats and busting out a set of loud guitar rock. At least, was the strangeness that was promised by Worhals, the new nightspot at 2016 Main where Sammy's used to be.

Was it some kind of trick? Or was this the kind of Halloween treat that only a true Houstonian could appreciate? There was only one way to find out. After U of H dodged South Florida, I headed toward the skyscrapers.

Worhals turned out to be a cool little space, with a small stage set up in the middle of the club facing the dance floor. I was immediately drawn to the gigantic bar, and when I asked the bartender if he had anything good on tap, he just gave me a look and pointed to the wall of 99 craft beer taps to my left. Oh. Ain't nothin' wrong with that.

Just as I was adjusting to the weirdness of being one of the only people in the club who didn't bother with a costume (so last weekend), the Flamin' Hellcats appeared a few minutes after 10 p.m. and started plugging in. With them was, unmistakably, Mr. Scarface himself, who dropped off his guitar onstage and took a seat at the bar. Have to admit I was pleased to see that he wasn't wearing a costume, either.

From their interactions, it was easy to see that the Hellcats and Scarface go way back. Apparently they've performed together in the past, but not nearly so often for the fantastic novelty of the idea to wear off.

While their big homie from the Third Ward looked on, the jumpsuited Hellcats launched into their familiar brand of loud, early rock and roll: "vato-billy," they call it. Many of the masked revelers didn't seem entirely sure what to do with punked-up versions of '50s rockabilly tunes, but as the liquor flowed, the swingin', stone-age rock riffs proved they can still get the job done in the right hands. Before too long, the floor was taken over by dancing Heisenbergs and Green Men who appeared to be enjoying themselves thoroughly.

After about an hour of pounding drums and walking basslines, it was time to introduce Brad Jordan into the mix. Trouble was, he was nowhere to be found. The Hellcats pulled out a few more tunes while they tried to figure out where 'Face had gone and when he might be back. After 15 minutes of some small anxiety, he suddenly reappeared with printed lyric sheets.

Review continues on the next page.

Location Info

Worhals Midtown - CLOSED

2016 Main St., Houston, TX

Category: Music

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