Nick Cave's midlife crisis continues with Grinderman 2. A fusion of frigid post-punk and garage-fried goth, this record is just as ferocious and malignant and virulent as its predecessor. Honestly, this is the hardest-rocking music the guy has churned out since The Birthday Party came to an end all the way back in 1983. Like a grizzled loner traversing a civilization ravaged by flesh-eating zombies, the frontman scowls, cries and snarls with poetic mystery. Warren Ellis, meanwhile, plays his psychotic sidekick, incessantly strangling his guitar and producing a litany of feedback hysterics.