When I think of country outlaws, roughneck rebels like Hank III or Townes Van Zandt come to mind — guys who refuse to bend to conservative, squeaky-clean Nashville.

Exhibiting an onslaught of displeasure, Gold is as complete as a post-punk record gets while working with such firm intensity and soft, yet duly discordant, melodies.

Providing a lyrical manifesto of both slurred and atonal confessions, along with catchy inklings of I’m-a-loser-baby melodies, See You in the Funny Pages is a model of four C

This effort from Basement Up’s Allen Poe is a dine-and-dash, just on the long side of an EP, and mostly satisfying, with a couple notable highs and lows.

Cave’s solo work has seldom rocked, almost as a response to his previous band, The Birthday Party.

Twenty-three-year-old Aly Spaltro was working at a video rental store in Maine, writing music each night when she was done with her late shift.

While there is nothing glacial about Danish punk/hardcore band Iceage, their name seems strangely appropriate, as their music is crushing and harsh more often than not.

It seems like Thom Yorke is a pretty polarizing personality in music.

Many metal groups come across as watered-down versions of their idols, content to play within the boundaries others have set, while the innovative bands are far and few.

For many people, the music they discover as teens stays with them throughout life, continuing to inform and reinforce their taste and musical decision-making.