The nation's oldest Death Row inmate probably won't ever be executed. But he sure loves to write letters.
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In Texas, restitution for victims is nothing but a state-sanctioned sham.
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Instead of feeling cornered or trapped by its "psychobilly" label, the Koffin Kats embrace it. The tattooed, mohawked and pompadour-sporting trio possesses endless energy, meaning that its music is fast-paced, punk-derived and just a little bit evil. The band's sound isn't limited to just one genre, however; anthemic new songs prove that the Koffin Kats really know how to bring the horror business. (Think a slightly punk-rock Elvis Presley singing the Misfits.) Its live shows are always lively and fun, but take care: Sometimes the Koffin Kats excite audiences so much, its fans get a little rowdy and aggro.