But Transylvania 90210, 13's surprisingly cerebral solo debut, successfully recalls early Alice Cooper (huge classic-rock hooks) and Antichrist-era Marilyn Manson (down to the whistling-ghost guitar tones). He leads the black-clad masses in sinister sloganeering ("I want you . . . dead," "Haunt me," "I want bad things to happen to you"), but beyond the slap-happy puns ("Life's a grave/Dig it!") lies sharp satire, such as "Elect Death for President," on which he establishes the Grim Reaper's platform, while a saxophone solo shadows his vocal melody. His slithery voice wraps itself around the fast, sleazy riffs like a stripper performing a pole dance. Wednesday 13 played everything but drums on the album, but he's bringing an undead-looking army of long-haired, pale-faced freaks on the road to reanimate the material.