James Blackshaw, 'The Glass Bead Game' (Young God)

Bracingly transcendent display by folk virtuoso.

Ever since this twentysomething Londoner burst onto the insular and puritanical steel-string guitar scene, he's been releasing albums at an annual pace.

Mulatu Astatke/ The Heliocentrics, 'Inspiration Information' (Strut)

Border-blurring jazz-funk feast for crate diggers.

Open ears might know the name of '60s African jazz master Astatke from his music for Jim Jarmusch's film Broken Flowers, but this collaboration with the U.K.-based Heliocentrics (who've backed DJ Shadow and been sampled by Madlib) exists beyond all borders or eras. Originally teaming for a live one-off, the two parties complement each other intuitively on this session.

Mono, 'Hymn to the Immortal Wind' (Temporary Residence Ltd.)

Sadly, Friday Night Lights already has a soundtrack.

At some point in the last decade, the open-endedness suggested by the term "post-rock" narrowed down to a form more constricting than "12-bar blues," the rhythmic playfulness of Tortoise becoming the solemn portent of Explosions in the Sky.

Dirty Projectors, 'Bitte Orca' (Domino)

Overwrought indie geekery finally opens up a window.

The brainchild of Yale music-composition grad David Longstreth, Dirty Projectors have moved from being New York's most precociously overintellectual indie-rock outfit (previous albums conceptualized Black Flag and Don Henley) to something wholly unidentifiable. Longstreth's prickly surface belies a bright pop center: tart, sweet, and gushing all at once.

Lindstrøm & Prins Thomas, 'II' (Eskimo)

Norwegian mirror balls and '70s rec-room beats.

For their second collaboration, nü-disco producers Lindstrøm and Prins Thomas don't really tweak their debut's formula -- melodic lines still morph and hypnotize like lava lamps.

Sunn O))), 'Monoliths & Dimensions' (Southern Lord)

Drone-metal pallbearers befriend headier sidemen.

Well known as purveyors of viscous guitar sludge, the duo of Stephen O'Malley and Greg Anderson expand their ambitions and make some startling jazz-ensemble noises on their seventh album.

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