Deadbolt- Tiki Man CD (Sale price!)

Taking people on dangerous trips is a Deadbolt specialty. On 1994's "Shrunken Head" the band ventured into Voodoo territory, from which they barely escaped with their normal-sized heads. On 1995's "Tiki Man" they went to a luau gone terribly, terribly wrong. On 1996's "Tijuana Hit Squad" they headed south of the border in order to do something involving guns and blood that, on the jacket art, hardly looks like red paint at all. This year Deadbolt brought to their cringing fans "Zulu Death Mask," about the band's journey into a foreign land so dark and foreboding that on the disc's inside jacket photo you have to look really hard before you can even see the "Wild Animal Park" sign behind the rhino.

And through it all, like the Devil's Muzak, plays Deadbolt's signature sound: brooding, ominous guitar; throbbing, malevolent drums; harrowing, disgusting bass.

"We call the kind of music we play 'Voodoobilly,' " says Harley. "You got your rockabilly, your punkabilly, your psychobilly. Screw all that. We're voodoobilly. We're definitely on the churning, dark, creepy side of the Billy family."