Best Coast's debut is like a teenage love letter sealed with a sandy kiss. Vocalist Bethany Cosentino is, like, a totally boy-crazy sun-worshipper. She must constantly daydream of holding hands along the boardwalk, because -- with fellow bandmate multi-instrumentalist Bobb Bruno -- she's written the ideal soundtrack for it. She's a little bit bratty Liz Phair, a little bit girl-group ingenue, a little bit giddy Go-Go. And she doesn't beat around the bush: Her love declarations come in the form of breezy, fuzzy, succinct pop; only the moody, Hole-ish "Honey" hits the three-minute mark.