With a flair that ultra-lounge never touches, some 1960s rockers and inbred C&W mutants excelled at derangement that disturbs and sleaze that won't let you sleep. Forget all the cute novelty poop that prepared the way for dreary "Weird Al" Yankovic. Some material even goes beyond the bottom-drawer garage rock resuscitated on series like "Back From the Grave."

On the stubby and ugly side, "Wavy Gravy" (Beware) unleashes an astounding torrent of lunacy that slouches from familiar psychotic breaks like Porter Waggoner's "Rubber Room" to murderous slobber like Moses Longpiece's "Slide Her Under the Door" to undefinable slabs of clamor like "For Hairy Policemen" by 4 Hairy Policemen. The sickos that assembled this contraption inserted more than a dozen trailers for raw violence and sexploitation movies in between what passes for music. Sure, it's vile and sexist, but the hunching frankness of "Wavy Gravy" stomps all over the willing plastic broads and the grinning wooden studs scattered all over the ultra-lounge.

On the baroque and bedazzled side, movie-muck cultists will be thrilled with the release of "Vampyros Lesbos/Sexadelic Dance Party" (Motel) drawn from the soundtracks of three prime films by Spain's master of horrortica, Jess Franco. He parallels Russ Meyer and Roger Corman, but I've never heard a soundtrack of theirs that equals "Vampyros Lesbos's" combination of focused and flaky. Eerie atmospherics and off-kilter boogies alternate with the clunky sitar-rock beloved of ultra-lounge fans, all done by the Vampires Sound Incorporation -- a couple of German maniacs named Manfred Hubler and Siegfried Schwab. The laughs and thrills here are heartier than any ultra-lounge collection -- because it's guaranteed real cheese, not Velveeta.