This is more about good ol' hillbilly livin' than southern culture -- a touch more about Bo and Luke Duke than Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler. In fact, there's little that's refined or polite about Southern Culture's Plastic Seat Sweat. Listen to Rick Miller sing of a poor country boy's plight on "Shotgun" (as in a wedding): "Window sills and doctor bills and she keeps getting fatter." Or consider the band's simple advice on how to prepare a feast of possum: "Carve on to the heart."

Plastic Seat Sweat sounds much like Southern Culture's 1995 release, Dirt Track Date. But that's good. Most of these songs are rides for Miller's rockabilly notions and superb bayou blues guitar work. There are some new twists, though, to this batch of Southern Culture's rock and roll. Bass player Mary Huff shows off behind the organ more than in previous efforts and she lends flirtatious lead vocals to the charming "House of Bamboo" and the frenzied "Love-A-Rama." And Miller has written a great country-fried rockabilly number, "Earthmover."

Plastic Seat Sweat continues in the stellar vein of the Blasters. But where the Alvin brothers are traditionalists, Southern Culture, as you may have gathered, twist the rockabilly genre just a little. Not much though. There's not the same world of difference as you'll find between the blues and Jon Spencer's joyous ruckus. Instead, Southern Culture on the Skids is busy recreating and reinventing -- not deconstructing -- the rockabilly world.

-James Coyle