's second record, , finds the unit much tighter, yet like any great band, they maintained that all-important swagger. The addition of guitarist gives the group an added punch, and he and proved to be one of 's best twin-guitar attacks. Vocalist steps up as well, and his -bumping-into- rasp never sounded better, before or since. The boys come out blazing on the groovy opener, nailing the strut and swiping the licks, while the gleefully sleazy has a definite vibe, an intro borrowed from and all the subtlety of a lyric. In fact, the near- crunch of the album may have been an influence on the still developing sound. The lights lower for and while shines, the song ultimately misses the mark. The newfound intensity of the group is most evident on a boogie monster that chugs along for a few minutes, before bursting at the seams for a photo finish that, paradoxically, sounds very much like a . The second half of the LP contains some fine and engaging rockers in and but is in desperate need of a to help with the pacing -- ideally one on par with 's or Unfortunately, the weaker final numbers are made all the more obvious by this lacking element, keeping the disc a notch below their debut. turned out to be their final studio album, and have all but been forgotten. Though not without its faults, the album is still one of the most exciting records from the period, and it, along with the group itself, should be remembered as one of the era's finest. ~ Bart Bealmear