There’s still time to nominate local icons for Best of D.C.

Eight years after these guys a-wimoweh-ed their way into oldies-

station immortality, they definitely weren’t making your daddy’s doo-wop anymore. Death-obsessed, drugged-out, and bizarre to its very bones, this newly reissued long-loster proves once and for all who the weirdest act ever to have a No. 1 really is. —Leonard Roberge