After blowing their load on their debut, Yorkshire's finest learn to hold back on Two Dancers. They tone down their shrieking, baroque pop into lissome, polyrhythmic jams, but they don't scrimp on groove—or raunch, thankfully. Where Limbo, Panto investigated their own sexual appetites, here, they paint the mating rituals of the British high street with a Hogarthian brush: “A crude art, a bovver boot ballet/Equally elegant and ugly,” declares Hayden Thorpe on “Hooting and Howling”.