Jeez, I'm gushing. But stratospheric scorchers like "Evil and a Heathen" and "Fallen" so deftly blend pop bravado with wry Scot wit and a newfound, pub-rocking rawness that it's hard to stop. Unlike so many precious emo naifs and indier-than-thou auteurs, FF is a band you actually want to love. Lead throat Alex Kapranos makes as many passes at dudes as dames ("Your famous friend, I blew him before you," from the infectiously suggestive lead single "Do You Want To") and still ends up in the pages of GQ and penning a food column for the Guardian UK. With the rest of the band as his backup, he makes a tossed-off chant like "Baby, see ya later" from "I'm Your Villain" sound like an admonition and a come-on at the same time. The band settles into its status with a couple of wound-down, semisweet ballads, showing that its allure goes beyond raunchy, disco-dance beats. Better With... is Franz Ferdinand all over again, only bigger, better, and more more more.