(FORTUNE Magazine) – Spoon Kill the Moonlight Merge With all the roguish swagger of the Strokes and none of the attendant hype, Spoon's new-wave keyboards and angular guitar hooks sound like a high-speed collision between Wire and Iggy Pop somewhere out on the autobahn. This is one of those albums that you almost hate to take out of your CD player. Not that you have to.

Foo Fighters One by One RCA Dave Grohl is the Phil Jackson of rock--no matter what team he's with, they end up champs. First, he was the dervish drummer for Nirvana ('nuff said). Now, on their fourth disk, the Foos have turned into the most infectious power-pop band on planet Earth. If only the guy had a fadeaway jump shot...

Pavement Slanted and Enchanted: Luxe and Reduxe Matador Wanna feel old? Pavement's indie-rock masterpiece is now ten years old--thus warranting a splashy two-disc grab bag of anniversary odds and ends. Fortunately, the music hasn't aged a bit. Stephen Malkmus's Beat-poet word games still puzzle, and his band's neurotically addictive noodling scratches the same itch it did in 1992.

Mary Lee's Corvette Blood on the Tracks Bar None Records Covering just one Bob Dylan song takes serious cojones--how do you even approach that sandpaper sneer? But Mary Lee Kortes proves that she has not only the guts of a cat burglar but also the voice of an angel, as she tackles the entirety of Dylan's 1975 LP, from "Tangled Up in Blue" to "Buckets of Rain."

Ramsay Midwood Shootout at the OK Chinese Restaurant Vanguard Sounding as if they were laid down in a sour-mash distillery, Midwood's haunting vocals are part back-porch warble, part barrelhouse swing. You'd never guess he comes to the blues via the theater (he was Gary Sinise's understudy in The Grapes of Wrath). But, as he sings, "If you don't like it you can kiss my ass, 'cuz I drive a monster truck."