The second album by LA’s Music Go Music is so perfect it’s unnerving. There’s an alien, hyper-polished quality to its nine songs of torrid passion, tortured memory and disco fervour, as though they were recorded not by flesh-and-blood people but clones of Abba who dance by night and plug themselves into an electric current by day. In a sense, that’s not far from the truth: the trio behind this exaltation of 1970s pop are fantastical constructs, adopted by three otherwise self-effacing musicians – singer Meredith Metcalf and her lyricist/musician husband David (pictured below), and guitarist Adam Siegel – as a means to total, uninhibited, wanton excess. Their 2009 debut album, Expressions, wasn’t noted for its restraint, but Impressions ramps everything up multiple notches: in these songs, love is overwhelming, an inferno, the blaze of every star; riffs are chugging, galloping, relentless; piano chords clang, while synthesisers replicate the lights whirling from mirror balls. “Frontwoman” Gala Bell, a creature so given to melodrama she’d fear bleeding to death from a papercut, dominates, yet her voice is glassier than before: technically more exquisite, yet with a coolness that feels distancing.