Haunted doom-wop sung with a tittering deathbed smile, Kid Kongo's a swaying, swaggering, staggering weirdo in no rush to get where he's doing. There's plenty of zappaesque retro slop and pyschobilly schlock; with glints of swampy, stoned fun it's a bouncy carriage ride to nowhere 3.5/5
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