New Bomb Turks’ second album, Information Highway Revisited, isn’t terribly different from their first album, or any other album they released, for that matter. They did one thing—hopped-up old-school garage-punk, of the Dead Boys and The Stooges variety, but on amphetamines—and they did it very, very well. When they final strains of “Straight-On Chaser,” the frenetic closer, faded away, you were left satisfied, at which point you might look at either the count on your CD player, or the needle on the vinyl, and notice there’s still about seven minutes to go. At the eight-minute mark, a slow, dirge-like blues riff begins, like the band is blearily holding on, fighting against the end of the party, or dawn—whichever comes first. The words are a loser’s lament, a ne’er-do-well raging against the dying of the light. “But I got my hopes, and I got my dreams / and I’m gonna make it someday,” It’s a messy, beautiful anthem, half the speed of anything else on the album, but packing as much emotional punch as the band’s entire catalog. By the time it’s over, you wonder how any other blues-loving garage rockers could possibly end an album better. [Alex McCown]