Welcome to Furanken-no-Hanayome, a freaky, style-y, junk-filled lair for insomniac rockers and creep show freaks. I thought I knew all the weird rock 'n' grot bars in Tokyo, but this one somehow managed to slip under my radar undetected -- and has managed to do so for the past 10 years.

The place is named after the classic 1935 horror movie "The Bride of Frankenstein" -- a favorite of Hidehiko Oki, the master of ceremonies and the Bride's humble servant. Twelve years ago, Oki paid 3.5 million yen to buy a replica of the bride's head, as featured in the movie.

"There were only 15 like it made and I've got one," says Oki, obviously satisfied with the purchase.

That was before Oki opened his own bar. Lord knows what he did with it before that, but beginning a decade ago, the disembodied head was given pride of place above the bar, protected inside a large tube of thick plastic, like a giant specimen jar. Now stained with nicotine, the yellowish tinge gives it an even more ghoulish glow.

While the Bride most definitely holds Oki under her spell, he is no voodoo child. In fact, he is a fairly straight-up rock 'n' roller with a healthy appetite for simpler, more earthly pleasures . . . like smooth liquor, edgy music and pretty girls.

Dozens of other bits and pieces of horror-store paraphernalia -- masks, body parts and wind-up whatnots -- line the bar top and shelves.

It looks like the living room in a fraternity house, circa the movie "Animal House." But better. Even the ashtrays are small black skulls.

And he's always up to some sort of mischief -- like flipping the bird every time he sees a camera. Even in the background of interior shots, he was posing with a mad grin and single digit pointing toward heaven.

His passion for collecting horror-movie memorabilia didn't stop with the Bride. He also has a full latex body suit worn by Robert De Niro in "Mary Shelley's Frankenstein" (1995). That only cost 1.5 million yen. Leaning nearby is a mannequin of Yoda, from the classic Star Wars series, which is dwarfed in comparison by Frankenstein, both in stature and status (it didn't rate a price tag during the tour).

The music that Oki spins, which reeks of teen spirit -- The New York Dolls, James Chance, P-Funk, Guitar Wolf -- is part of a hardcore collection of classic vinyl. He also plays in a band called Junk Rock Baby (next show May 28 at Club 251 in Shimokitazawa), and hosts a regular DJ night every third Saturday of the month, for which he performs as a duo, scratching records while his counterpart jams on harmonica.

In a word: wicked! But despite the Bride's many charms, it seems strangely underpatronized. I guess I wasn't the only one being left out of the loop.