The Soft Hands have resurrected the twitch and punch of the ’70s post-punk sound. They’ve more than resurrected it; they’ve bumped it up a notch or two. They’re jumpier than XTC, snottier than Joe Jackson, more herky-jerky than the Talking Heads. Repeated listens may induce seizures, limb-flailing pogo dancing about the room at least. Suffering from restless leg syndrome? Get out from behind your desk and let The Soft Hands shake the wiggles out of you.