Five years into their career, are showing no signs of maturing -- which is great news for the fans. is cut from the same cloth as its two predecessors, fusing -style with a gleefully unrepentant embrace of white-trash decadence. Although most of the songs are little more than a place to hang gimmicky catch phrases like and the entire package, taken as a whole, is satisfying just the same. Lead guitarist emerges as the group's secret weapon here -- her -style fretboard scrabbling raises the excitement level considerably -- while the absence of original bassist is virtually unnoticeable on record (her physical presence and on-stage antics were ' most memorable contributions to the band). Amidst all the decidedly unmelodic noisemaking, -- smartly placed in the middle of the record -- provides a refreshing change of pace, featuring a heavy-handed take on . Gloriously dumb fun. ~ Andy Hinds