O'Death traffic in a gleefully morbid, manic hybrid of bluegrass and Celtic folk that is more reminiscent of Nick Cave fronting The Pogues than it is of Ralph Stanley, who sang the bone-chilling a capella lament "O Death" found on the now-classic O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack. This album makes for great Halloween music, conveniently enough: the screechy, scratching fiddle reminds me of a square-dancing skeleton, while the quavering, wild-eyed vocals focus obsessively on the numerous very bad things that can happen to a human body (the album title should be a giveaway on this one). Even songs about desire and lust sound like unwelcome visits from the beyond.