...the moral of the story is that Messers. Fagen and Becker are no closer to figuring out anything  about women except that they like what they feel like and they like how they look--the SD persona is still baying to the  moon like loup garoup and is never about getting out of bed before  noon...they are still the aging party frat boys looking for either the best  loving (preferably from some female who is too innocent or too loopy to  really know how corrupt these weenies are and can be)or the best  narcotization....even if things have gotten too far from them party years.  I mean, look, at the tune "What A Shame About Me" (which would be  the perfect radio cut) and the cut "Janie Runaway"...perfectly  Steely. The  best moment for me is when the sax solo runs the last for  minutes of "West Of Hollywood".... anyway, this is a good one  from these pop-jazz derelicts...and, although there's a lot of their  in-jokes and references I would love to get but don't, I must say, I can  overall identify with these guys....I'm very glad they decided to let us  experience more of their immense talent.