Who knew psychobilly would have such an enduring appeal? Born by The Cramps in the '80s out of an unholy alliance of '50s kitsch, a love of rockabilly and a punk rock sensibility, the genre's survived on a largely unchanged formula for more than 30 years, with psychobilly bands enjoying success all across the world. Even here in Little Rock, we've had Josh the Devil and the Sinners and Ace Spade and the Whores of Babylon singing songs about hotrods and devils and meth for years. But, of course, no one's done more to carry the psychobilly flag than The Reverend Horton Heat, the Dallas-based trio whose "Psychobilly Freakout" helped introduce audiences to the genre in 1990. In the 20 years that've followed, over the course of 10 studio albums, Heat and his mates have barnstormed across the country, plying retro sounds (the Rev's trademark "hurricane" lick allows him to simultaneously play lead and rhythm guitar) and gonzo lyrics to the faithful. Kansas' Split Lip Rayfield punks-up bluegrass in the opening slot.