Toronto-based threesome Woodhands just released their latest album, Heart Attack. “Dancer,” the appropriately named first single, is an enthusiastic electro-pop gem with a dirty underbelly. Sweet female vocals run up against abrupt male shouting (Is he screaming “You’re Michael Jackson”?) over bright synths that slow for an understated, glitchy bridge. The composition will either make you move or make you “want to cry while you’re having sex,” as the band puts it. Lulu McAllister