If only there were some pop album that had songs about, say, how girls’ pussies are literal goldmines; being in a threesome involving a girl a girl and the universe; persuading a girl whom you hear through the ceiling being sexually undersatisfied downstairs for a real lesson in love (orgasming); being chewed up, digested, and crapped out—in sensual terms—by the beloved; how your love is like the Louvre; and other, strange, strangely complex love songs. And maybe those songs could have some fresh, eminently catchy production? Oh wait! That album does exist. It’s The Blow’s 2006 release, “Paper Television.”