Arizona kids who hid from the desert heat in their temperature-controlled middle-class homes, gorging on all manner of television, the Tubes eventually emerged from the conditioned air to regurgitate on stage everything they’d been fed in their formative years, not necessarily drawing lines to separate the teachings of Bob Barker, Billy Graham and Bugs Bunny, because they all had fit so snugly inside the very same box in the living room.

A good 1978 doc about the media-saturated group: