Sasquatch & the Sick-a-Billys

Christmas time doesn't always have to be so goddamn fluffy. If Jesus' neon-splashed, mall-sponsored birthday makes you want to curl up with a big bottle of whiskey, we have just the ticket. No one rambles along hell's highway with more brimstone and Brylcreem than the perpetually touring Sasquatch & the Sick-a-Billys. This trio is determined to make the most out of rowdy country music, greasy punk rock, and buckets of cold beer. Sasquatch (born Dave Caetano) belts 'em hard in front of a whip-crackin' rhythm section made up of Hellbound Adam and Lil Dave, polished musicians who effortlessly pull off the oft-played Elvis-Danzig hybrid. They're capable of making the music as gritty as a burnt T-bone or as slick as Cadillac chrome — even when they're stumbling drunk and spilling over amplifiers.

The Sick-a-Billys' two albums are meaty, loud outings sure to please tattooed love boys and their gal pals. But the band also nods to Black Sabbath and contemporary Texas-style rock and roll, just to keep listeners on their toes. Best of all, the fun always threatens to turn into a flaming nightmare onstage, thanks to Sasquatch's stage tricks — which include crowd-baiting, projectile vomiting, and setting his pubic hair on fire. Make no mistake: This isn't your dad's rockabilly.