These British phenoms’ energetic pop-rock tunes are eminently listenable and sometimes downright joyous (album opener “See the Sun”), but nary a nanosecond of the Kooks’ second album could be called original (the Strokes again, eh?). And for now, Luke Pritchard and Co. probably aren’t edgy or savvy enough to overcome the Britrock curse — million-selling stars at home, anonymous in America — and become the next Blur or even Arctic Monkeys. Odds are Konk’s been-there, done-that sentiments (“Do you wanna make love to me?” goes one, over and over) will inspire a Kula Shaker–size blip.
