They’re not bad, really. I even like a few of their songs. It’s just the singer’s voice makes me feel like I’m being yelled at by a stepfather.

  Like, some 39 year old guy, with a close cut beard, who was not at all excited about marrying into a family with two teenage kids, but was in love with their mom, or rather, knew it was pretty unlikely to find anyone else who’d put up with his shit. Sometimes he tries to be buddy buddy with the kids, but since it’s apparent that they are putting up with him at best, he mostly avoids them.

  It’s the kind of voice that he’d use when 14 year old Derrick gets home an hour after curfew, and he’s goaded into disciplining from the mom, standing there in the kitchen, in a large knit sweater, and corduroy khakis, trying to sound stern, but just yelling at the back of the kid’s head while he digs around in the fridge for something to eat….you could put an acoustic guitar riff behind that lecture, and to me, that would sound just like Mountain Goats.