KILLBILLIES' ALBUMS NOW AVAILABLE AT THE KILLVILLE RECORD SHOP!!!! You asked for it, (well, some of you did) and they're finally here. Get your Killbillies fix down at the Killville Record Shop . You know all that dough you been savin' up for a rainy day? Well it's raining Killbillies my friend....can't find the words to tell her how it felt when she ripped out yer heart?...Just let old Angry do the talkin'. Buy one for yer dog, send one to yer momma, trade 'em with yer friends! Angry Johnny and The Killbillies cds are here! Grab the whole set! You'll never have to listen to another band again! (Each disc also doubles as a right fine drink coaster.)Beer, bullets, bad luck and broken hearts. Angry Johnny and The Killbillies are Norman Rockwell's worst nightmare come to life. Take a trip to a town called Killville where nobody gets out alive and about the best you can hope for is a quick and painless demise. A lot's been written about this band in places like Billboard, Stereo Review, Entertainment Weekly and countless other rags. But these murder ballads and tales of woe weren't meant to be read about in a magazine, they were meant to be listened to full blast on a crappy sterio in a fast car, barreling down a dark and lonely highway heading to nowhere. So drink'em up, smoke'em if you got'em, laugh and punch that hammer down, say a little prayer, hang on and enjoy the ride. Song by song the body count continues to rise, and the broken hearts and busted dreams keep pilin' up on the ground as you press the accelerator down a little harder. That cracklin' Delco spits out an endless stream of revenge, damnation, double crossin' and the occasional redemption. With a tear in your eye and a beer between your legs you laugh as you gain speed. Yeah, you may be going nowhere but you're going nowhere fast. The crosses on the side of the highway fly by in a blur, Old Scratch is grinnin' in your rear view and you just can't get her face out of your head. You realize that Heaven must not want you 'cause God don't hear your prayers. One step ahead of the Devil with the pedal to the floor, you call her on the cell phone and you tell her you're gonna play the saddest song she ever heard. There ain't no stoppin' now..... "PUTTIN' THE VOODOO ON MONROE"
The perfect soundtrack for your trip on down to Hell.....
...Eternal damnation never sounded so sweet.
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ZOMBIES!ZOMBIES!ZOMBIES!
AIM FOR THE HEAD AND KEEP MOVING