If the British Invasion had landed at LAX instead of JFK, the 88 would have disembarked and taken a Magic Bus straight to the nearest beachside glamour spot, where the bowls of cocaine are just powdered-sugar props and the Mondrian knock-offs turn psychedelic when their handlers hit the black lights. The LA power-popsters' stylists have been earning their keep MTV, Carson Daly and The OC have come calling. But the band's second album, Over and Over, proves that rock needn't evolve when arrangements are unpredictable accordions, slide guitar and synths cut through the electric crush and there are so many summery tunes to soak up. "I've got the West Coast sunshine," songwriter Keith Slettedahl sings. "But it don't mean a thing." He's lying. It still means pop pleasure.
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