Nothing like dark, brooding lyrics about drowning, the insane, and almost any other macabre ideal mixed with country. On this album, the husband/wife duo bring in a saw, a mandolin, and even some horns to accompany their twisted views on life. It may not be punk rock, but it's close in theory. Because punk ain't a fashion statement, neither is it a three chord playing style.
If you like country instruments, but hate the Nashville shit that's all over the radios today, but want some different way to look at the genre altogether, than this is a fine band and a fine record to begin with.