"Pure Gold," "She Baby" and "Kissy Baby" are straight-up trashy rockabilly, with hiccupping, echoing vocals and guitars ripped straight from the Paul Burlison (of Johnny Burnette and the Rock 'n' Roll Trio) handbook. They cop a feel from Eddie Cochran on "Crazy Pritty Baby," drop surf guitar and goofy f/x into the middle of "Way Out" and send a shout-out to Tucson's own Doo Rag on the hyperactive "They Were Kings."
For a little contrast, "Crying Tramp" is actually pretty sweet and even a bit mournful. Spencer, of course, has to pull out the weird at least once, in this case on the closer "You Can't Win," a gloriously messy stumble through a hobo camp, capped with the greasy-eyed comment, "If the suit smells, wear it." And that about sums up Heavy Trash.
