Expectations can be a bitch: If 1990s hadn't released such a fresh-sounding debut, maybe this follow-up wouldn't feel so stale. introduced us to the Scottish trio and surprised listeners with its cheeky wit, perky hooks, and hedonistic attitude. All of which only serves to highlight ' comparable lack of laughs, spontaneity, and ease. Frankly, though, even if listeners could wipe their collective memories clean of ' legacy, this album would be hard to distinguish from the throng of other UK-based bands storming our shores armed with herky-jerky guitar riffs, modish 1970s punk influences, and skinny-tie strut. Which doesn't mean that is a bad album, just that it's an indistinct one.