Heavens, 'Patent Pending' (Epitaph)

The spawn of punk and goth reaches maturity.

Aging gracefully is tough for pop punks and goths alike: The makeup starts to look silly, for one thing. But Alkaline Trio singer Matt Skiba proves it's possible with Heavens, which imagines the Cure born to the Warped generation. Despite the occasionally cringe-worthy lyrics (arterial spray, guillotines, hearses), the songs are surprisingly tuneful and thoughtful.

¡Forward, Russia!, 'Give Me a Wall' (Mute)

Another precious young English band sallies forth.

The arty contrivances -- numbers instead of song titles, impenetrable lyrics delivered in a strange wail, that band name -- are tough to overlook, but these Brits mitigate their affectations with solid, if flailing, songs.

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