Deerhoof, 'Offend Maggie' (Kill Rock Stars)

The world's most lovably baffling art rockers--still lovable, baffling.

The fact that Satomi Matsuzaki sings in her native Japanese for much of Offend Maggie indicates how, after nine albums of chipper noise rock, this Bay Area quartet operates: They're just doing what comes naturally (no matter how unnatural it may sound to the average indie rocker).

TV on the Radio, 'Dear Science' (Interscope/DGC)

Rock's most visionary crew create a masterful future tableau.

The fourth of November cannot come fast enough for TV on the Radio frontman Tunde Adebimpe. "This is beginning to feel like the long-winded blues of the never," Adebimpe wails near the end of his Brooklyn band's superb third album, his voice warped by rage and disbelief.

Termanology, 'Politics as Usual' (Nature Sounds)

1994 changed his life, and he's not gonna let anybody forget it.

Emerging two years ago with the anthemic "Watch How It Go Down," Massachusetts-bred MC Termanology seemed destined for the spotlight, and on his debut full-length, he enlists a cast of storied producers who defined the classic '90s East Coast sound (from Large Professor to Buckwild to Nottz).

Murs, 'Murs for President' (Warner Bros.)

Call him Barack O'Drama -- the rap game's agent of change.

With his seventh solo album, this veteran Los Angeles MC really sounds like he's campaigning for higher office.

Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman, 'The Fabled City' (Epic)

The news is getting worse on guitar hero's follow-up dispatch.

On his second agit-folk album under the Nightwatchman persona, Rage Against the Machine and Audioslave guitarist Tom Morello incorporates electric instrumentation and foregrounds his sonorously ponderous baritone, aspiring to, if not attaining, the gravity of Johnny Cash, Tom Waits, and Nebraska-era Bruce Springsteen.

Mercury Rev, 'Snowflake Midnight' (Yep Roc)

Flaming who? Visionary group makes lovely melodies, not war.

Mercury Rev have built a career on fey bemusement, jolting potentially chilly soundscapes to life with yearning melodies and gurgling atmospherics -- a formula that could easily add up to hipster schmaltz if not for the band's wonderfully skewed arrangements.

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