"Last Exit To Garageland" CD (Flying Nun)
Most of the Flying Nun records I'd heard before this were gentle and lilting pop. This sounds like Pavement trying to play punk rock while drunk as hell on some fucked up distillation of the Nuggets box set into moonshine. It veers from power-pop to noise-pop to shoegaze to garage rock and somehow manages to make the whole damned mess cohere into something that actually sounds like a consistent record. It isn't brilliant, but it isn't common (particularly not these days) and it's well-done - sometimes, that's more satisfying that a jaw-droppingly good album.