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By Richard Gintowt

Published on December 13, 2006 at 3:20pm

Considering that Kirk Rundstrom is having a difficult time playing Split Lip Rayfield shows on account of esophageal cancer, it's a total mindfuck that he would dare to revive the blazing psychobilly of Scroat Belly. Birthed of an apparent vortex of musical touchstones in mid-'90s Wichita, the group (which also includes Split Lip's Wayne Gottstine) sounds a bit like the Butthole Surfers if that band did meth instead of acid and decided to be more creepy. Scroat Belly's one and only album, Daddy's Farm, was a Bloodshot Records cornerstone, an unthinkable hybrid of metal, prog, country and bluegrass. With Rundstrom planning to retire from musical performance to concentrate on his health, this will likely be the last chance to catch the second-scariest thing ever to come out of Wichita.