Finger-licking good: Britt Daniel, front, pushes the melody home with the Spoon.
A chorus of pleading critics--whether on behalf of Iranian films, an innovative TV show or the novels of David Foster Wallace--usually has the exact opposite effect of its intent. Instead of inspiring people to try something new, it leaves them feeling oppressed by the rapture of specialists.
So ignore the fact that Spoon is now more than a decade into a career that's as deep in critical praise as commercial shrugs. Ignore it not simply because critical unanimity is a turnoff but because it tends to be conferred on the educational or exotic. Spoon's sixth album, unfortunately titled Ga Ga Ga...
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