1990s are three drunk louts from Scotland who've got classic American rock & roll running through their veins. On their second disc, the trio pump out tightly wound, Seventies–sounding punk with a dozen near–perfect tunes about American pastimes such as smoking pot on a lazy afternoon ("Vondelpark"), popping Xanax ("Kickstrasse") and moving to California to enroll in Scientology ("Everybody Please Relax"). Their music is often thrilling and endlessly hummable: "Kickstrasse" sounds like vintage New York Dolls, and "The Box" could get any soccer stadium to shout along. British buzz bands come and go, but 1990s have earned the right to stick around.