Picks and Pans Review: 4 Out of 5 Doctors
If you're suffering from melody malnutrition, irony deficiency or a chronic desire to shuffle your feet to a beat, consult this unlicensed foursome from Washington, D.C. Their remedy is a pop prescription made up of the same materials dispensed variously by the Beatles (circa Revolver), the Knack and Roxy Music. Their most enjoyable treatments on this first LP include a snazzy parody of Secret Agent Man called Danger Man and a tongue-in-cheeker entitled Mr. Cool Shoes. Occasionally they get lazy and slip in a bromide like New Wave Girls, but most of the time they avoid musical malpractice. If this album doesn't cure what ails you, though, take two aspirins and call your record store in the morning.