Ghoultown quotDrink With The Living Deadquot 6 of 6 THE WOLF HUNTERZ REACTIONS

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Ghoultown is a cowpunk and gothabilly band from Dallas that’s been crushing it since 1999. This particular track is from their 4th studio album, 2008’s “Life After Sundown.” Best backing vocals ever, and love the mariachi trumpet. Anyway, hope this was fun. Next up in a week or so is a Robbie Basho series for Father’s Day (another of Dad’s musical heroes).

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