The greatest trick the Twisted Teens ever pulled was making you think they were a garage rock band. Sure, on its scabrous surface, the New Orleans group boasts the genre’s essential qualities: no-budget production; deliciously distorted riffs that suggest pawn-shop guitars with rusted strings; and a lead singer who howls like he’s nursing a killer sore throat and has run out of lozenges. But the world was hardly lacking for good-time garage rockers before Twisted Teens came along, so how does a group that was virtually unknown a year ago now find itself signed to Sub Pop’s roster, playing big rooms with the Breeders, and getting covered by Jeff Tweedy?
You can’t discount the band’s cross-generational appeal. Millennials might see…

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