Seattle's United States of Electronica, though, leaves no trick unturned in its shameless quest to transform America into one nation under a groove. On its new, self-titled debut, the coed septet interlaces chirpy vocoders, candy-funk syncopation and continent-sized hooks as it channels inspirations as left-field and ostensibly dorky as Kool and the Gang, Happy Mondays, the Cardigans and Junior Senior. Even the group's name ("electronica," remember, is a term that's been a total joke for almost a decade now) seems to revel in anachronism rather than chase trends or vie for relevance. After all, the virtue of boogie-ability -- as any dance-floor devotee will tell you -- is in the eyes, ears and ass of the beholder.