Sashaying in on a high wire of hype, Suede plunder the styles of their pop-fop forebears (Marc Bolan, Bowie, Morrissey) and rock your last nerve like a fabulously inappropriate prom date. On Suede, vocalist Brett Anderson and guitarist Bernard Butler exude ''anthems'' about whatever, really, from bisexual lovesickness (''The Drowners'') to silly-goose masochism (''Animal Nitrate''). B+
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