Listening to Suburban Kids With Biblical Names’ “Rent a Wreck” recently reminded me of the summer my car broke down and my dad rented a Ford Festiva for me at a place actually named Rent A Wreck. (At least it was accurate, I couldn’t be surprised when on my way to work I discovered that the entire car quivered violently at near-freeway speeds.) The darling band, on the other hand, are not duds. With a slight touch of endearing awkwardness, they write blatantly catchy tunes. Just try and resist.