However, where the reverb-laden surf rock riff of the original was the signature of the original, El Khatib delivers the song with his stomping blues-rock fuzz guitar at the fore. The Cramps’ version sounds like a serial killer hiding in a haunted house, El Khatib’s version sounds like he’s about to turn into a monster.
His dry vocals have a human desperation, like he’s becoming weary at fighting his own urges. It contrasts with Lux Interior’s reliably deranged delivery, which has a sadistic relish. Though it is hard to look past the original, El Khatib has given this song its own very distinct character, which is thrilling in its own right.