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From the swamps of B-movie back lots and the rays of cathode television tubes, the Cramps are, after over twenty years, still creeping out with their absolutely unique, horror-fried rock 'n' roll. Their music is blood and sweat. With a strong, basic rock backbeat and a loud, distorted, driving guitar pushing a repetitive rush of raucous rawk, the Cramps could take over any town. Like a family of zombies, there's no stopping them from crawling and slithering into and under your skin -- they?Æll shake your bones and make your soul dance like a wildcat on fire. Heated passion and comic book evil give rise to howls, hoots, and chanted vocals.
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