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Mickey Avalon

7 p.m. Monday, August 13. Creepy Crawl, 3524 Washington Boulevard

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By D.X. Ferris

Published on August 08, 2007 at 1:02pm

Mickey Avalon makes Insane Clown Posse look like Public Enemy. Tattooed, shirtless and made up like a sex doll, he's a nice Jewish kid turned junkie, truck-stop hustler and rapper. The LA dreg would have made a great dirty New Yorker, back when "punk" referred to both music and part-time prostitutes. Artistically and spiritually, Avalon's the bastard son of Dee Dee Ramone and License to Ill-era Beastie Boys. And while his insidious self-titled debut might be the most indefensible rap album ever, sleazy tunes like "The Jane Fonda" and "My Dick" are — despite a barrage of juvenile rhymes and phallic fixations — so catchy that they're beyond bad; they're downright evil.