No Age, 'Nouns' (Sub Pop)

Punk passion to the power of two.
No Age / Photo by Ed Templeton

Duos simplify the concept of "band" as far as it can go before becoming "solo artist." Synth pop made duos an emotionally unique form, testifying, "Us and our funny haircuts against the world, baby. All I need is a keyboard, an arpeggiator, and thou." Hip-hop's "He's the DJ, I'm the rapper" steez brought bold ambition -- here's a turntable, a mic; let's change the world.

Matmos, 'Supreme Balloon' (Matador)

A killer set of sonic punch lines from blip-blop raconteurs.
Matmos / Photo by AJ Farkas

Legions of Kraftwerk wannabes miss the band's secret weapon: From their man-machine fashion to their preference for dinky beats, the self-described showroom dummies could always tease out a good joke. And although they're purely instrumentalists, Matmos can too, with a charm that sets the laptop duo apart from lesser lights for whom chilly beats and icy synths are ends in themselves.

The Last Shadow Puppets, 'The Age of the Understatement' (Domino)

Arctic Monkeys whiz kid conducts a dramatic makeover.

Judging by the title of his new side project's debut, Arctic Monkeys frontman Alex Turner believes we're living in a pseudo-Victorian era of restraint. Has he ever read one of his band's wildly enthusiastic reviews? The Monkeys are emblematic of an epoch of exaggeration -- hype-machine poster kids whose music reflects a culture in which the LOL has supplanted the sly chuckle.

Vetiver, 'Thing of the Past' (Gnomonsong)

Fingerpicking folk maven digs into his catalog of covers.
Vetiver / Photo by Alissa Anderson

Frontman Andy Cabic's affinity for wheezing British folk -- see the Incredible String Band, Bert Jansch, Vashti Bunyan -- is long established, but on Vetiver's third LP, Cabic tackles 1960s Americana, covering tracks by Guthrie disciples Michael Hurley, Derroll Adams, Townes Van Zandt, and others.

The Crowd Pleasers: Death Cab for Cutie

Indie vets made good are enjoying the view from the top. Specifically, the view from Ahmet Ertegun's office suite.

Here's a taste of the Death Cab for Cutie Q&A from our May issue. Get the full story on newsstands, or in SPIN Digital (free registration required).

The James Gang

Long hailed by many as America's finest live band, My Morning Jacket have weathered road casualties, failed romances, even electrical storms to release their Evil Urges. Have Jim James and his "bunch of dudes" finally made the album of their lives?
Photos by Melodie McDaniel

Jim James loves to do voices. He peppers his conversation with crisp impersonations of the jokers who populate his world. Like the suits who go platinum-gaga at the arrival of each new album by his band, My Morning Jacket. "It's time to go to the next level, ravity-ravity-ravity!" James says, bending his faint Southern drawl into biz-speak yammer.

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