Even had I never have heard this, the title alone would have endeared it to my heart. Combining my love of skating and Satan is always a winning move. Yesterday, it was unseasonably warm in these parts and I was so tempted to pick up my deck and see if my old man bones wouldn't just shatter. But turkey, beer, and laziness won out. Had I decided to be anything more that a lazy sod, this would have been my soundtrack. 
If this cover isn't enough to make you download this instantly, then brother, you're at the wrong blog. This is some classic country full of fire & brimstone Baptist haunt. And their close harmonies make it all the more eerie. They were so cool even the Byrds covered these Bros. Don't let the religiousness scare you off. These were some hard living motherfuckers and not some rosary using auto-erotic asphixiating religious wimps.
