Once one gets past their sophomoric band name (huh-huh, they said "wood") and the junior high-level sexual double entendres i.e., the single "Take Off Your Clothes," references to tits, and hits "rocking hard" on an online album stream Morningwood are pretty darn irresistible. The NYC group's oft-delayed full-length debut whirls in a hormone-charged haze of fizzy new-wave cheerleading chants, punkish dance beats and vocalist Chantal Claret's little-girl-lost coos and snarls. Gil Norton's production touch feels heavy (check the protruding bass lines and super-crunchy guitars, à la his famous clients the Pixies, on a few tunes), but a better touchstone on Morningwood is Le Tigre had that band skipped current-events class to go smoke in the bathroom and make out with their boyfriends behind the bleachers. "Nth Degree" a Technicolor-keyboard explosion destined to pack dancefloors and the punchy, Joan Jett-makes-out-with-electro-divas "Jetsetter" particularly shine. The second half of the disc unfortunately can't maintain this tireless energy, so consider Morningwood the equivalent of a hot 'n' heavy smooching session at a party that doesn't end in a walk of shame the next A.M.