Imperial Teen, 'The Hair the TV the Baby and the Band' (Merge)

Veteran California scamps get more excitable by the minute.

Most girls and girly boys, including these teens at heart, eventually grow out of their catty phase. And on this foursome's fourth collection of infectious indie pop (their first since 2002's On), they downplay the sly smirking of the past.

No Age, 'Weirdo Rippers' (FatCat)

Combustible L.A. twosome turn out a glorious racket.

Shimmering shoegaze pop and glowering punk collide and burst into flames on this delightfully rude debut. Surging waves of frayed yet beautiful electronica give way to urgent rants, with voices buried in the mix like distant cries for help.

Collie Buddz, 'Collie Buddz' (Columbia)

He's earned the right never to be called "The Informer" again.

Yes, Collie Buddz, a.k.a. Colin Harper, is white. Yes, he's been tagged as the Eminem of reggae. But the New Orleans-born, Bermuda-raised MC/producer's debut album is all about the versatility of his undeniable skills.

Bishop Allen, 'The Broken String' (Dead Oceans)

Prolific pop-rockers boast a shambling, Kinksy charisma.

Led by songwriters Justin Rice and Christian Ridder, this Brooklyn band built buzz by releasing an EP every month in 2006, a gamble that would not have paid off if the music -- mannered indie pop that recalls Spoon (minus the diffident cool) and Bright Eyes (but all grown up) -- hadn't been worthy.

The Budos Band, 'The Budos Band II' (Daptone)

Imagine the background music for a CHIPs episode - but creepy.

This Staten Island crew specializes in a very specifically '70s sound -- the Latin-and Afro-based groove that lurked on records by groups like Cymande, African Music Machine, and Mulatu Astatke, but later found its biggest mainstream exposure (in highly watered-down form) via TV cop shows.

Envy on the Coast, 'Lucy Gray' (Photo Finish)

Youthful melodrama, arranged for maximum sonic impact.

At first glance, these eager Long Island newcomers seem like just another forgettable mainstream emo act, complete with Castro-style military caps and ridiculously overwrought song titles.  Thankfully, on this rousing debut, they break away from the Warped Tour pack wit heady prog-rock arrangements and weighty lyrics that aren't exclusively about singer Ryan Hunter's last evil girlfriend.

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