If they hadn't made an entire album's worth of noisy guitar rock inspired by the sweet stuff you spread on your toast, it's a sure thing that someone with less talent would have. So thank god they got here first. I'm compelled to describe their version of "Grape Jelly" as being about 1000 times better than the actual substance is. Fair enough? If you get hot and bothered by fumbling, lo-fi experimentalia that sounds like it was recorded on a bedroom boombox, you just hit paydirt.