Champions of Breakfast

Arriving somewhere between the nerdy fanaticism of Dungeons & Dragons and the hyper-sexualized robo-boogie of Beck's Midnite Vultures, Detroit's Champions of Breakfast is one of the guiltiest pleasures around. Except, when you consider that the band performs to pre-recorded music and only pretends to play oversize guitars and Moog synthesizers constructed out of cardboard and two-by-fours, there isn't much to feel guilty about — it's all pleasure. Moses Jackson and Val Hundreds, the ostensible brains behind the operation, sport tight-fitting outfits as they lead crowds through shamelessly energetic sets of over-the-top electro-pop gems like "Nasty Bunnz" and "Unicorn Bible," which, in an alternate universe, would almost certainly be hits. Expect child-molester mustaches, Nintendo innuendos and sweaty dancing.