CP Top 10
The Death Set
To (RabbitFoot) A bristling quarter-hour or so of electronically addled pop punk, the Death Set's debut EP was the year's best bet for those who like things short and squeaky and squealy and sing-along friendly. Like Redd Kross rewired for a generation raised on cracked software and internet-attenuated attention spans, Death Set's rattling, tinny drum machines, ray-gun guitars, and walkie-talkie fidelity vocals are the reason moms everywhere restrict their kids' sugar intake. Not quite a substitute for its equally terse and way-sweatier live gigs, To still manages to make the old and cranky feel young at heart. Or maybe just like you're about to have a heart attack. (JH)