San Francisco post-punk outfit Weekend (not to be confused with Baltimore noisemakers Weekends) are putting out their debut full-length, Sports, November 9 via Slumberland (that's the burned-out, minimalistic cover art above). Here's a taste from that album, the appropriately dead-eyed "Coma Summer".

MP3: Weekend: "Coma Summer"

When he's not making blippy electronic music as 1/2 of Magic Fingers, Erik Jourgensen records gauzy, blissed-out jams as Toujours. Word is Jourgensen's got an EP on the way; for now, take a listen to this hypnotic track. (via The Road Goes Ever On)

MP3: Toujours: "Trance"

UK post-dubstep producer Blue Daisy teamed up with Los Angeles knob-twiddler Tokimonsta for a 10" release on Team Acre that just dropped. While you try and hunt down a copy, check out the zonked-out, colorful title track below.

Spooky beatmaker Forest Swords put out his latest 7", "Rattling Cage", a few months ago on No Pain In Pop (that's the evocative cover art above). We posted the B-side, "Hjurt", back in July, and now you can listen to the ghosted-out A-side, along with dusty-looking visual accompaniment of children playing musical instruments, below.

Revisit "Hjurt" as well:

MP3: Forest Swords: "Hjurt"

Things that Crystal Castles and No Age have in common: they're both duos, and they both make music that's poppy while also being noisy and punk as fuck. One of these acts remixing the other is kind of a chocolate-and-peanut-butter situation, and thus No Age's remix of CC's "Baptism", from their BNM'd self-titled effort released earlier this year, makes a whole lot of sense. The dudes in No Age turn the synth rolls of "Baptism" into static drone soup, keeping Alice Glass' shrieking vocals intact. Get droney with it below.

MP3: Crystal Castles: "Baptism (No Age Remix)"

If you've followed Matthew Dear over the years, then you know he doesn't like to stay in one place for very long. Even as a primarily electronic artist in the early 2000s, Dear hopped from label to label, switched aliases often, and made everything from steely microhouse to harder Detroit techno. But his biggest departure was 2007's Asa Breed, the record where he stepped out from behind the decks and reached for the mic. Black City is a consolidation of the strengths displayed through his career, and could be his best record to date.

When Arcade Fire turned the all-or-nothing intensity of Funeral outward on Neon Bible, otherwise propulsive songs were bogged down by the occasional overblown arrangement or pedantic political statement. You'd figure an album bluntly called The Suburbs that focuses on The Way We Live might repeat some of Neon Bible's worst tendencies. Instead, it's a satisfying return to form, proof that Arcade Fire can still make grand statements without sounding like they're carrying the weight of the world. The bulk of The Suburbs focuses on quiet desperation borne of compounding the pain of wasting your time as an adult by romanticizing the wasted time of your youth. But as bleak as the lyrics are, they're buoyed by the band's leanest, loosest songwriting yet.

The New Orleans rapper's long and strange career path leads to this lush, languid, and inviting LP. Like friend and frequent collaborator Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y has become one of the dominant voices in the rap underground by making a form of unassuming stoner-rap that owes virtually nothing to J Dilla. And with Pilot Talk, he gets his moment. Pilot Talk finds Curren$y working almost exclusively with 90s New York producer Ski Beatz-- an unexpected but inspired collaborative pairing. Musically, Pilot Talk is a warm, low-key affair. Ski's tracks can be breathtakingly gorgeous without ever getting in Curren$y's way.

California's Bethany Cosentino delivers on the promise of her noisy early singles with a richer-sounding album that highlights the power of her voice. While retaining her knack for pining pop hooks and lovesick lyrics, Crazy for You finds Cosentino expanding her scope ever so slightly: The album is a meditation on the stickier hooks of classic indie pop, with slight detours into surf-rock and countrypolitan balladry, and is gorgeously produced, slathering honey over every song and letting them drip-dry in the sunshine.

On his third album, the influential R&B singer/songwriter comes into his own as an album artist, getting over on his impeccable sense of craft. Here, it no longer feels as if The-Dream is splitting the difference between his pop star ambition and a large cult of admirers. With Love King, he's broken down the detachment that made him such a popular songwriter to follow his personal musical vision, and it's taken him to a place only he could find.

MUSIC VIDEO PREMIERE: A strange man grooms Jose Gonzalez's folk-rock band for an air guitar competition in this funny clip. Director: Andreas Nilsson.

The Brooklyn synth-gazers do their epic thing in front of a NYC sunset for the latest installment of this series.

MUSIC VIDEO PREMIERE: The leather-clad fuzz-pop duo take a stroll down a beach in this sunny clip.

MUSIC VIDEO: The Florida indie rockers goof around and spoof various television tropes in this humorous clip. Director: G Warner.

The drone-psych warriors get really weird with it in this performance captured by Chocolate Bobka.