Spoon: "I Summon You (Cool)/Mean Mad Margaret"

Even with Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga we can dream. Of dirty ditties recorded between vital takes, of dredged up versions hot around the edges; of times when "Car Radio" or "The Agony of Lafitte" posed a Britt Daniels with a speech impediment and whims seemed as shallow as his palate. And because of Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga we can wonder, wonder if Spoon's melodies are as blissfully bone-dry as we've been cajoled to admit, and love, and celebrate without a precise studio ear. If "I Summon You" can chill its desperation and stay buoyant; if interstitial chords are really stitial at all, wonder how long these tiny tracks took and if that makes for genius -- imagine an hour of mixing -- and inborn melody or if we've been duped by looking back and missing the fart escaping right in front of us. Even with Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga we can question: how many licks does it take to get to get to the marrow of some ultra-hip pop? The world may never know.