Next Stop Nowhere

America's new indie-rock capital, Omaha, is overrun with young bands and hungry industry execs. It's enough to make a singer want to run away from home

I'll leave behind dull care / I'm going there, and I'll not be alone.... I'm going back to dear old Omaha--"I Want to Grow With Growing Omaha," Albert Adair and Julius K. Johnson, 1923

Radiohead, 'Hail to the Thief' (Capitol)

Radiohead turn today's frustration into tomorrow's rock 'n' roll.

It's all right--you can admit it. When the bedroom lights are out and all you can see are the shooting stars on your screen saver, you've heard yourself whisper: "It's so not okay, computer. You mediate our work, our play, even our sex lives. Do you have to mess with our rock bands, too?"

Massive Attack, '100th Window' (Virgin)

Massive Attack see through a glass darkly.
Between U.K. MC Ms. Dynamite's debut and the rhyme battle rumored to be brewing between Birmingham's Mike "the Streets" Skinner and Brixton's Roots Manuva, 2002 may go down in history as the year the British rap scene finally blew up.

The New Ice Age

Do you suffer from skammdegispunglyndi? For many Icelanders, the cure for this brand of wintertime depression--in addition to drinking--is making weird pop music. And with the unlikely success of majestic drone-rockers, Sigur Rós, the world is looking to the tiny island for the sounds of tomorrow
Do you suffer from skammdegispunglyndi? For many Icelanders, the cure for this brand of wintertime depression--in addition to drinking--is making weird pop music. And with the unlikely success of majestic drone-rockers, Sigur Rós, the world is looking to the tiny island for the sounds of tomorrow

Four Tet, 'Rounds' (Domino) / Prefuse 73, 'One Word Extinguisher' (Warp)

Blip-hop don't stop!

Since Timbaland and the Neptunes started alchemizing freaky beats into platinum rap, broke-ass avant-indie hip-hop producers have surely been doubting their career paths. So show ’em some love--not all rap fans are MC freaks, after all, and there’s plenty of fertile creative turf left for instrumental hip-hop to plow.

Godspeed You! Black Emperor, 'Yanqui U.X.O.' (Constellation)

Godspeed's 1997 debut CD, f#a#∞, began with words so eerily prescient that it's a wonder the Montreal band aren't currently being held at Guantánamo Bay. ("The buildings toppled in on themselves," intoned a shredded male voice.

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