Against looonnng odds, Urge Overkill’s first album since 1995’s pooch-screw Exit the Dragon isn’t horrific, but considering the satiric/horrific chalk line they’ve always sloshed across, that’s just semantics. The original alt-rock hucksters (sorry, Weiland!), who taught the Darkness how to snort serious rails of irony, are back with a sinister purpose. Calcifying their trademark lounge leer into a dead-eyed glare, singer-guitarists Nash Kato and Ed “King” Roeser ply curdled Bad Company riffs and a seedy, confessional air, serving up shit cocktails to anyone foolish enough to swallow ’90s nostalgia. Scary.