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In the wake of September 11, System of a Down became the rock band most willing to articulate the unstable--sorry, I just can't do it. Let's go ahead and admit that the best thing about this avowedly (and admirably) political band is Serj Tankian's willingness to make a complete ass of himself.

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In interviews, when asked which songwriters he most reveres, Dashboard Confessional's Chris Carrabba almost always mentions Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys. Weird, huh?

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It's been a tumultuous three years since the last new Metallica song--the Mission: Impossible 2 hit "I Disappear." The metal pioneers have (1) pissed off their fans by suing Napster, (2)parted ways with bassist Jason Newsted, and (3) rendered thousands of vintage "Alcoholica" T-shirts obsolete by packing frontman James Hetfield off to rehab.

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Ted Leo is from Jungleland. It's a place where populism and smarts are not mutually exclusive, where soul and rock mingle. And where guys like John Fogerty, Joe Strummer, Minutemen's D. Boon, and, above all, Bruce Springsteen make sense of a jumbled world by telling their stories--tales of everyday heroism and tragedy--with so much honest humor you realize that they're your stories, too.

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There is a song on Liz Phair's self-titled fourth album called "Rock Me," and it's a little like Steely Dan's "Hey Nineteen":Phair is dating a guy who's nine years her junior, and he's broke and not very smart, but he's good at ripping off her dress, and he likes to tell her how smart she is, and this is what she wants.

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As reliable as spiked belts, chain wallets, and the distinctive aroma of trust funds is the love all hardcore kids have for the Smiths. Except it's not just love--it's looooooove. Often, when the bruised, bully-boy sadism of punk meets the bullied, bruised-boy masochism of that arch English quartet, the results either sound dreadful or get pigeonholed as "emo" or both.