Song after revved-up song chugs along to what becomes the paradigmatic monotony of punk guitar at full throttle, only to be saved by a joyous little cover song that sensibly weds the Marbles to new-wave pioneers Holly & the Italians. The Marbles' rendition of Holly's "I Wanna Go Home" presents the brilliant expatriates' anthem as the long-lost classic that it is and lands the band one little gold star for its apparent post-punk reverence (although, sonically, Holly's Italians were far more textured and based in traditional rock and roll than this). All in all, Seduction works well enough that, considering the musical climate these days, you can probably get screwed (or "seduced"?) into believing this is something more than it is. But Seduction is ultimately a solid, workmanlike, and frightfully listenable record that portends nothing new while doing a fine, yet indistinct, job of deferentially regurgitating the hip past.