As the smoke cleared away, revealing a lone figure in a spiked helmet amid a debris of broken bodies and twisted guitars, an old-timer drawled, "They were fast. But they weren't fast enough."

In the PC sensitive media, the pickelhaube, German army tunic and Iron Cross that Herman sports on stage seem to be cause for distress, so a quick history lesson. While never a universally popular fashion statement, the Imperial German Army's spiked helmet was phased out during The Great War, while the Iron Cross dates back to the 19th Century. In other words, the whole deal has jack sh** to do with the nazis, something that real people seem to recognize instinctively, accepting it as a tongue in cheek Monty Python-esque spoof.

Before we come to Herman The German, guitarist extraordinaire - Ed Bradfield of the Austin outhouse, longtime supporters of Das Cowboy, claims he once knew Herman's last name, but has forgotten it, which still puts him one up on everybody else - let's deal with that image.

In any case, how to explain the revved-up version of Hava Nagila that's one of the high spots on Herman's new CD. Surfmeister Teisco Del Rey boasts, in his liner notes, "I was once quoted as saying that if I were made head of Columbia Records, my first act would be to sign Herman The German & Das Cowboy." Well Teisco may not have made it that far, but he obviously has enough pull at Texicalli Records, a division of Finland's Amigo Music named after Danny Young's restaurant, on which his own debut album was released, to finally get Herman's unique sound immortalized in wax (or whatever it is they make CDs out of).
More than one person has commented that the Continental Club's Sunday night pairing of Junior Brown and Herman makes a wonderful, twisted sense, the two weirdest guitar players in Austin on one bill.

I have one small advantage over most people here in being able to glimpse, even though Herman's love of Gene Vincent and Cliff Gallup (Pink Thunderbird and Blue Jean Baby, the first song he ever learned to play on guitar, are on the album, though not, sadly, Herman's rendition of Woman Love) and polkas (Happy Herman Polka, Drifter's Polka and Buck's Polka), The expression "musician's musician" has its ambiguities, but, while Teisco speaks of his "striking fear in the hearts of sidemen trying to decipher cues and signals of unknown origin," Herman is consistently welcome everywhere he goes for the very demands he makes on others.

While blistering speed is Herman's most obvious trademark, the truest measure of his virtuosity as a guitarist is that any of the rockabilly or other 50's ("I still play the stuff I heard as a kid") numbers he performs never again sound quite the same if they aren't sung with a heavy German accent.


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