Real love tends to be as indescribable as it is undeniable. On “Emotional High,” Philadelphia’s Mannequin Pussy nail this sensation via fist-pumped, punk-pop fervor and raging DayGlo guitars. Sung, shouted, or rendered in an angelic falsetto, singer/guitarist Marisa Dabice’s exclamations power the tune’s storming, yanked-ripcord kineticism. Her vocals confer an aching vigor, a self-analysis: “When was the last time I spoke to my best friend?” Yet it’s the non-lyrics here—those ecstatic “yeah, yeahs,” those interstitial chants surging just beyond what’s discernible—that truly sell “High” as a full-on sugar rush, a post-grunge anthem that cuts out almost too suddenly, leaving us wanting more.