How they function: as a trio, rounded out by Dave Penn (bass, sorta) and Pete Woods (drums, sorta), juggling instruments (megaphone, paper, trash, accordion) and vox (theirs, and an assortment of small children's) with the same avidity with which they dodge genre tags. Kent's vocals sometimes allude to Nico's affectless deadpan, as do the occasional spots of winding, propulsive bass pumps and keyboard vamps that show up on stuff like "Laying Here" and "Neighbors." But their sped-up Slits has that band's wide-eyed nudity as well; they mess up, unapologetically.