Thalia Zedek, 'Liars and Prayers' (Thrill Jockey)

Fiery indie-rock survivor spits venom with undiminished force.

Outside of a silence = death T-shirt, widescreen politics have never been a strong suit of this gravel-voiced vet of such indie-circuit scene-definers as Live Skull and Come. Which might explain her ham-fisted, Bush-is-a-Christian-who- lies album title.

Young Knives, 'Superabundance' (Rykodisc/Transgressive)

Agitated Englishmen dive headlong into peppy pessimism.

Yes, it sounds cocky to call your band Young Knives, and the British trio's caffeinated, smart-ass guitar pop only underscores that aura of snarky confidence. Listen more closely, however, and an edge of raging despair comes through loud and clear.

Yelle, 'Pop-Up' (Caroline)

Giddy, club-ready jams from package-dissing French chanteuse.

Francophile electro-pop completists (both of 'em) might roll their eyes with been-there-done- that ennui, but no matter: The rest of us can still thrill to the handclaps-and-Casio panache of Pop-Up, which, in its digital-only version, has been passed around for months like an intercepted mash note. The CD release adds a remix of dance-floor manifesto "A Cause Des Garcons" (a.k.a.

Robyn, 'Robyn' (Konichiwa/Cherrytree/Interscope)

The original Max Martin starlet stages a brilliant reinvention.

First released in her native Sweden in 2005 and resequenced with subsequent singles, this blog-celebrated bonanza of multiflavored synth bubblegum signals the second coming of a pioneering '90s teen popper.

Jamie Lidell, 'Jim' (Warp)

English techno-soul junkie justifies his love.

From the Rolling Stones to Lady Sovereign, a handful of gifted Brits have brought interesting personal twists to African-American music, though many more have settled for weak mimicry. On his third solo album, Jamie Lidell occupies a tantalizing zone between originality and copycatting.

P.O.D., 'When Angels & Serpents Dance' (Columbia)

The thinking man's Limp Bizkit not so thoughtful anymore.

Despite reuniting the band with guitarist and cofounder Marcos Curiel (who split in 2003), P.O.D.'s seventh album rehashes the same slickly metallic, middle-of-the-road rap-rock sound that defined the band's later, post-Curiel years.

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