(Recently, while on a trip to South Texas, I discovered my father’s long lost record collection in what one would call less than desirable shape. In an effort to better understand my father’s taste, and my musical upbringing, I have decided to listen to each album that’s salvageable while at the same time tracking down the history of the album and writing my own thoughts on it. This should take a while, as there are at least 150 albums and I plan on trying to do two a week. Please join as I work my way through my musical inheritance.)

History: Before the beard, the glasses, the cars, the BBQ and the song “Legs”, Billy Gibbons was living in Houston and playing a blend of garage and psychedelic rock that would capture the attention of Jimi Hendrix. Formed in 1966, The Moving Sidewalks rode the wave of garage rock/psychedelia, rising to the top of the Houston music scene, opening for bands like The 13th Floor Elevators and going on tour with both Jimi Hendrix and The Doors. In 1968, the band put out their first–and last–release, Flash, on local label Tantara. The album did well locally but failed to find a hold nationally. In 1969, the band lost two members to Vietnam and broke up. Later that year, ZZ Top was formed. You may have heard of them.
The Moving Sidewalks- Flashback
The Moving Sidewalks- Pluto-Sept. 31st
The Moving Sidewalks- Reclipse
Thoughts: Jesus Christ, the 60s must have been a weird time to live in Texas. It’s a vastly conservative state that nonetheless helped give birth to psych-rock. I can’t imagine what it was like walking the streets and sitting in clubs as bands tried to create something new and express views that were directly against the beliefs of their elders, which makes the creation of The Moving Sidewalks’ sound all the more amazing.
Teenagers tend to suffer from hero worship, and Flash feels like a love letter to Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison at times, as the band kicks things off with Doors-like jam “Flashback”, a four-plus-minute song that’s all organ and shredding guitar before it takes a dive to reflection about three minutes in and Gibbons does his best “The End”. “Scoun Da Be” keeps the Psych aspects alive. As it’s almost completely organ-driven, it’s hard for one to get over Gibbons very “Texas” voice, especially for those of us who experienced ZZ Top before discovering the Sidewalks.
Track three, “You Make Me Shake”, is interesting as a historical footnote and nothing else, while the fourth track, “You Don’t Know The Life”, is a sparse piece filled with lyrics of longing, as Gibbons and Co. are trying to express to everyone that they just don’t get it. It’s interesting to note that this shows quite a bit of Gibbons’ blues and soul influences, as it sounds like an Otis Redding jam.
“Pluto-Sept. 31st” is pure Hendrix, as Gibbons does his best to out-shred his hero and mimic his singing cadence. It’s really fucking interesting to see someone who would become a musical legend in his own right try to climb up and stand shoulder to shoulder with one of his heroes. It proves that no matter who you are, you’re just trying to attain a level of greatness close to someone you’ve looked up to.
“No Good To Cry” isn’t boring, but I just can’t think of a single thing to say about it that doesn’t have the words “slow”, “organ”, “guitar work”or “angst” in it. “Crimson Witch” feels the same way but features a much more interesting guitar riff and chorus. ”Joe Blues” provides early evidence of where Gibbons would head with ZZ Top, as his guitar work feels familiar to fans of “La Grange”, and the almost eight-minute-long jam sinks deeper and deeper into his beloved Delta Blues.
“Eclipse” and “Reclipse” are what happen when you give kids studio toys: they go off and make something as odd as possible while still trying to get something out of their weirdness. As an avowed fan of the “Houston Noise Scene”, these tracks are wildly appealing to me and help show the connection the band had to their place of birth.
All in all, The Moving Sidewalks are one interesting piece of history, as they show the building blocks of what one of Texas’ treasures would become, and a snapshot of what was happening musically at the time.











