Barring the odd freakish exception, it's an
unwritten rule that yer hit records must, at some point, have what have long since been decreed as "hooks". As all you students of Pop will no doubt agree, the "hook" is that aspect of a record that "catches" the listener and attaches itself, limpet-like, to the brain. Then it's a case of placing itself on endless repeat and forcing you to part with the veritable hard-earnt.
Perth's very own Luke Steele, major domo of
Sleepy Jackson, is said to add hooks to his tunes as easily as most of us would add milk to Corn Flakes. If it's true, he needs to leg it to the corner shop fast and re-stock, as he's forgotten that vital ingredient in Good Dancers.
Though Good Dancers ambles along nicely with all
sorts of sitar/tape reverse fol-de-rol with vocals just like Damon
Albarn in falsetto mode, its cool retro reference points just don't seem to add up to much. This one screams radio promo only.