Boy bands used to be so wholesome. Snotty blowhard behavior was kept strictly behind the curtain so as not to besmirch the hormone-tingling “dreamiest boyfriend ever” persona. In comes Hot Chelle Rae to blur the entire concept while contributing to the dehumanization of adolescent girls worldwide. Pretty-boy rockers have always winked with contempt at their fellow male specimens; these kids sneer at the very same girls who swoon for them. Forget the four-minute romance novels — just “make the girls take it all off.” It’s amazing what you can sneak in there when the music is this perfectly crafted, and you better believe Hot Chelle Rae and their handlers are bubblegum manufacturers of the highest caliber.