The title was a promise to themselves, 's assurance that they would make it big after struggling out of the gates the first time out. They succeeded on a grander scale than they ever could have imagined, conquering the world and elsewhere with this effervescent set of giddy , thereby making a superstar and consigning to the confines of Trivial Pursuit. It was so big and the singles were so strong that it's easy to overlook its patchwork qualities. It's no longer than eight tracks, short even for the pre-CD era, and while the four singles are strong, the rest is filler, including an cover. Thankfully, it's the kind of filler that's so tied to its time that it's fascinating in its stilted rhythms and / materialism -- an era that encouraged songs called If this dichotomy between the A-sides and B-sides is far too great to make this essential, the way later would be, those A-sides range from good to terrific. is absolute silliness whose very stupidity is its strength, and if is merely agreeable bubblegum, is astounding, a sparkling rip-off rippling with spirit and a timeless melody later ripped off by . Then, there's the concluding a soulful slow one where regrets a one-night stand over a richly seductive background and a yearning saxophone. It was an instant classic, and it was the first indication of 's strengths as a craftsman -- which means it points the way to , not the halfhearted . ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine