1. Hanna-McEuen, Hanna-McEuen (DreamWorks) As drab and unremarkable as mashed potatoes, Hanna-McEuen is a couple of lonesome, heartbroken cowboys who whip out every cliché in the cornball country songbook. These two cousins (both sons of me...

Seems like gangsta rap has come a long way since the days of Casiotone beats and Jheri curl hairdos. But really, things haven't changed at all. Take 50 Cent, who last week rereleased his so-so The Massacre not six months after its initial March la...

Bottom line: Judas Priest forged, in iron and molten steel, the very foundation of heavy metal. The stoned-out, low-end pummeling of Black Sabbath seems a distant cousin to Priest's screeching-eagle sound. Unlike their neo-satanic brethren, histor...

With the unbridled spirit of a gang of children tearing up a birthday party, the Thermals are a very fun band with simple, visceral songs that smack the listener in the face like a rake. This is punk rock from a smelly garage, with a little bit of...

The electroclash scene isn't dead yet. Or if it is, then nobody told Felix da Housecat. Once a Chicago house DJ who was huge in Europe and barely noticed in the States, Felix arrived in 2002 with one of nouveau synth-pop's finest platters, Kittenz...