It had to happen. The rumbling thud of grunge's MC5-on-meth contingent is finally making a comeback. In the same way that grunge (good grunge, that is) wiped the planet clean of glammy metal bands, this new, "underground" wave of 21st-century thud-grunge is twice as powerful and fully capable of clearing the image-laden, ball-less crap posing as garage rock. Though the mainstream has already latched onto the polished, post-grunge assault of Queens of the Stone Age, bands like 25 Suaves are bleeding out raw, distorted homages to Motorhead's nastiest moments. And, for chrissakes, 25 Suaves is just a guy and his wife. Imagine what a full band would do. Coming on like a barrel of rusty nails, the nine tracks on "1938" are relentless and unabashed in their simplistic attack. It's about time.