I've been waiting for a get-down-and-dirty rock 'n' roll album for a while-one that makes me want to dance, make out, and fight all at once. I should've known that it would come from Boss Hog's Cristina Martinez and Jon Spencer, along with Dutch badass Solex (aka Elisabeth Esselink) as impetus, inspiration, and added awesome.

You can count on Stereo Total. Uncertainty may whizz around us at megawarp speed these days, but the German/French quirk-pop duo never fails to crank out rad euro-electro jams.

The Black Keys sixth full-length, Brothers, is a platter heaped with slogging, swampy, sweltering takes on blues tradition.

Aided and abetted by sultry Alison Mosshart, Jack White blackens garage blues into a thick, gooey tar on the supergroup's second album, Sea of Cowards. The wooly, bottom-heavy, 70s-funk thump oozes menace like Jimmy Page coming down from heroin or Deep Purple heard through a hit of brown acid.

The Fall have been around so long, you'd think they'd need no introduction, but since most of you kittens weren't even born when this U.K. punk band got its start in 1976, allow me to introduce you to one of the most seminal bands of the genre.