Posthumous albums can be tricky. It's one thing to issue an archival Beatlesset, but for an indie band with a limited shelf life, isn't a bit presumptuousto foist upon the public a theoretically dubious-in-appeal artifact? At thesame time, though, going out with a bang, as the Devils did, gives documentationa certain logic and urgency. This comes from the last show of their 2001 Thelematourfittingly, on Halloweenand knowing they were splitting, they blew outall the candles. Like the Damned covering the Nuggets songbook and churningforth on a sea of tribal pounding, distorto-fuzz guitar and gothadelic organ,the Devils bent the horror-garage subgenre to their will, with scarred-larynxvocalist Spencer Moody alternately gurgling, gasping and baying at the fullmoon. And as the band's debut release, in '97, appeared on the Die Young StayPretty label, it sounds like a prophecy fulfilled.