“We're bringing art back to music and rock back to rock n' roll. We're putting the Devil in a sweet red dress and heels made for cloven hooves and makin' God dance with him until they put their differences aside and make sweet, blasphemous love in plain sight. We know what the people need even if they don't want it yet.”
Yep, that's right folks. WH Monks is at it again. When Gay Paris formed a year ago, they were telling anyone in earshot that that they were too sweet for the Devil to lick and too damn hot for God to dance to. Having insulted both ends of the divine spectrum, they've only got themselves to thank for the wild ride that they've been on. From fire in the south to floods in the north, the irrepressible foursome has been shaking their collective derriere in the face of decency all over the countryside (and doing a damn good job of it if you believe what people are saying).
“If Sabbath was injected like cortisone into Tom Waits' rump then Gay Paris is what he would barf!” Johnny Wishbone of The Snowdroppers.
“Hello Waits-ian drawl! As tight as this kind of debauchery gets. Nice dynamics. Sung while gargling whiskey or something.” Stephanie Hughes at Triple J
“Their faux-hickery seems too action-packed and tight to sustain the illusion of three-thumbed stumbling log-cabin hijinks, but it pays dividends to pretend otherwise and turn it up.” Fasterlouder.com.au
In between the swamp stompin', funk shack shakin' and often death defying spectacle that is Gay Paris on tour, the four gentlemen (and we use the term very loosely) have found the time to record an album of rough and ready songs that while heavier than free will are so full of rotgut spirit that they'll have you doing the drowned man boogaloo in no time at all.
“It's ironic this song is a single because it's like being single. Single, drunk and getting your ears fucked inside out by four well dressed men,” says one Jono Barwick of Hell City Glamours about My First Wife? She Was A Fox Queen, the album's lead single which demonstrates not only WH's ability (and love) to lie through his terrible teeth, but also the band's stranglehold on making heavy catchy and dance dirty – anyone who comes out of Ol' Black Tooth Marks' devilish solos without grime covering their souls must have been soulless to start with.

If Slim Pickins and Smokin' D Wain can stay outta legal trouble for long enough (OK, we have a gambler and a contrabandistor here, but we'll let you figure out which is which), Gay Paris will be back on the road this year in support of their debut album, The Skeleton's Problematic Granddaughter. Work up a dance sweat to cover the scent of any fear that you may have of paradox.
It's old and dirty, but so new it will give you a spanking.
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