The family buys slides at estate sales and such and makes songs based on them. I've seen them live once and would see them again. The father is a bit a douche but I don't hold that against them as a group.

I look forward to a future in which Rachel is in a band with Frances Bean Cobain.

Sheer weirdness and originality, combined with horrible clothes that look like garage sale reject piles. Yay.

I wish my parents had me drum to their slide-inspired indie band! Guess I'll just have to live vicariously through my kids.