Usually when people look back on the 1950s, they envision nuclear families with puritanical values and Brooks Stevens-"Skylark"-Formica-patterned kitsch. Head Raveonette Sune Rose Wagner, on the other hand, looks back and sees sex sex sex. And not just sex-- messy backseat-of-the-Studebaker-parked-on-lovers'-lane, rolled-denim-cuffs-and-soiled-poodle-skirt sex.

"Love in a Trashcan", the Raveonettes' new single from their upcoming album Pretty in Black, picks up where songs like "Little Animal" and "Dirty Eyes (Sex Don't Sell)" left off. As the title suggests, it's about gutter sex-- about how dirty girls, shunned from proper society, are better company than the goody-two-shoes our parents, school, community, and country approve of. The song is slightly more explicit than, say, Little Richard's "Good Golly Miss Molly", but the lyrics never sound cheap or obvious. With newcomer Anders Christensen on a bass as fat as Bruno Vesota, and the Raveonettes have never sounded fuller and cleaner, Wagner's snaking guitar lines moving the feet of daddy-os and their best girls as "the jukebox churns out songs about sex/ come on girl you're my best fix."