I think that these rock'n'roll cliches are really something...twin brothers from dysfunctional background have tough upbringing, have dreams of stardom, stumble into massive success, then in the face of adversity struggle with hanging onto success after excess and debauchery. Give me a break. On the one hand, good for them for selling millions of records, hope that they enjoyed it. On the other hand, screw them for their mediocrity and poseur punk image bullshit. The minute you start dating the Hillary Duffs of the world, you know that it's not about music, it's about being part of the entertainment industry. Glad that their fans enjoy consuming the musical equivalent of a Super-sized Big Mac meal. Bands like Good Charlotte just make the masses even more bloated and gassy.