I didn't read the book, but you are correct splanky. There's not a genre that defines them. Irreverent groups like Devo, the B-52s, and Talking Heads came in their wake, even though none of the bands had any other similarities. With songs like "Annie, I'm Not Your Daddy" and "Endicott", their lyrics were hilarious and sharp-edged without having to be profane or juvenile. I need to dust off some of their stuff tonight and listen to it.

And I know his last name was Glover. I didn't recall Kidd Creole and Melle Mel to be brothers but with the same last name and almost the same faces, I guess they were. It's too bad how music flushes so many artists out like sewage. They can be dead broke even as new fans discover them generations later.