Interesting things tend to happen when White Denim get around cameras. Sometimes they film naked old people, sometimes they bust our lenses. This time the scrappy Texan trio are mired in a scrapheap, surrounded by busted up jalopies, streaked in grime, whipping through "Shake Shake Shake" at the center of a dance party of scuzzy junkyard miscreants. Mattresses burn, hotties ...