A debut album self-described as “LA Death Folk” shouldn’t contain all cover songs (save two tracks). Then again, these finger-picking throwdowns shouldn’t be so raucously toe-tapping. Packed with punk attitude, abundant banjos, nasal vocals, tongue-in-cheek lyrics and vaguely dark religious overtones, this brief collection is nearly as hilarious as it is thoroughly terrifying.
With Old Bull. October 7, 10 p.m., free. Double Down Saloon, 791-5775.