
If some art teacher-turned-chaperone/DJ were to play Slowdance 's new-wave dreampop during a middle school dance somewhere, it's unlikely the room would settle into the partnered-off gentle swaying the band's name might suggest. Rather, the scene might reflect that hormonally-confusing moment about a minute into Donna Summer's "Last Dance," when those aching vocals give way to pure pop delight, forcing 14-year-olds to grapple with whether they should keep attempting to dance with the parter whom they had finally worked up the courage to approach or to abandon all hope and flee to the punch and Chex Mix [...]