The Cool Kids, 'The Bake Sale EP' (Chocolate Industries)

Sneaker pimpin' ain't easy for stylish Chicago duo.

For the past year, goodnatured, colorfully clad Windy City partners Mikey Rocks and

Booka Shade, 'The Sun and the Neon Light' (Get Physical)

Berlin house music + vocals = oversize disco Depeche.

On their third proper studio album, producers Arno Merziger and Walter Kammermeier abandon their trademark German microhouse sound for more trancelike grooves. Merziger huskily croons "Control Me" in homage to Depeche Mode's Dave Gahan, while keyboards stab and flicker throughout "Dusty Boots" and "Planetary" like dark shadows.

Cut Copy, 'In Ghost Colours' (Modular)

Electro trendies ascend to a new level of synth-pop bliss.

With their second album, Australian trio Cut Copy prove that 2005's unexpected dance-rock gem Bright Like Neon Love was no fluke. In Ghost Colours,coproduced by DFA's Tim Goldsworthy, teems with gracefully fluid jams like "Hearts on Fire" and "Nobody Lost, Nobody Found," and seamlessly moves from creamy French house homages to spacey psychedelic rock.

Blue Scholars, "Butter&Gun$' (Massline/Rawkus)

Seattle duo's Uzi weighs a ton, in the brainpower department.

As proponents of a style that blends dense lyricism, West Coast jeep beats, and progressive politics, Blue Scholars are one of underground hip-hop's most challenging voices. Their third EP includes "Loyalty," a standout track from last year's inspiring Bayani album, two new songs (including the anthemic antiwar, pro-democracy title track), plus three instrumentals.

James Pants, 'Welcome' (Stones Throw)

Peanut Butter Wolf protégé's retro beats have a bent charm.

The latest weirdo to emerge from Stones Throw's hip-hop factory, this Spokane,

Buckshot & 9th Wonder, 'The Formula' (Duck Down)

Seasoned Brooklyn gunclapper finally eases back on the trigger.

More than a decade after eviscerating MCs on his classic Black Moon recordings, Buckshot has settled into a comfortable middle age. Like a once-great boxer, his fearsome rap flow has slowed into a punchier cadence. On The Formula, Buckshot amiably dispenses wisdom and business strategies over 9th Wonder's languid soul loops.

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