's 2013 two-fer pairs 's two albums for -- 1980's and its 1982 sequel -- which also happen to be their last two albums of original material. picks up the satin thread from , finding this collection of former hippies essentially burying their ragged roots underneath layers of polyester gloss and disco beats. Their woolly former incarnation peeks into view at the closing "99 and Me," a lengthy pseudo-blues vamp that's lost amidst the rest of the record's sweetened urban cowboy balladeering and soft rock-disco seduction. Often, it seems that the band is intent on remaking -- the flow almost mirrors its predecessor -- and while they certainly get the form right, the substance is plainly lacking. The opener "Girls Can Get It" isn't bad -- it deservedly scraped the bottom of the Top 40 -- but apart from that opening cut, very few of the songs have hooks that stick, which means is a pleasant enough listen but never lodges in the memory. is a better affair, largely due to its riotously sleazy opener, "Baby Makes Her Blue Jeans Talk," an ode to a swaying denim-clad lass that is in joyous bad taste. swims to similar depths elsewhere here, most notably on the nonsensical "The Turn On" (where is made to sing "tacos turn me on"), but for the most part this showcases the seducer, singing ballads draped in satin. Some of these songs aren't so bad -- "Loveline" was a minor hit and should've been -- and the emphasis on slow ones gives a consistency didn't quite have, but it's also clear that had reached the end of the road. They're just lucky that they concluded on a vague note of triumph thanks to "Baby Makes Her Blue Jeans Talk." ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine