Title: Heavier cargo, looser cargo, better ride
Product review: Somehow those wily Aussies evaded the Laws of Pop, and, in doing so, avoided becoming One-Hit Wonders. On their second album, they sound more confident, more serious, and more loose, as evidenced by songs like "Overkill," a far cry from the zany foreign romp of "Down Under." "At least there's pretty lights," Hays sings. "And though there's little variation/It nullifies the night/From overkill." Guitarist Ron Strykert contributes two songs, the first a nice, old-fashioned rock parable that disrupts the tough pace set in motion by the wonderful "Dr. Heckyll & Mr. Jive" ("They are a person who feels good to be alive"), the second a standard New Wave anthem that turns into a sort-of listener-abusive guitar showcase. It's Hays' music that has vision and grace. Musings: "I like it upstairs in my house;" "Metal ships are falling;" "Laugh at the reflections of cat's eyes on the road/Freeways hypnotise me."
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