The persistent pursuit of an explosive climax and the dancefloor epiphany can be exhausting. But beneath their knowing camp and tongue-in-cheek theatrics, Junior Senior have a wealth of references to pull it off. With the surf guitar riffs of “C’mon” through B52’s-style freak-outs, Kid Creole And The Coconuts craziness, Stones raunch, Sweet-ish bubblegum and as many elements of garage punk as garage house, their hedonistic sex-dance anthems go down a treat. Fancy “a good time, all the time”? You could do a lot worse.