Okay, I’m a sucker for the cute cover artwork featuring two polar bears necking like sex-starved teenagers. But this band rules in a pop rocks ‘n’ vodka sort of way. From Chicago, The Ultrasounds’ most glaring trait is the soaring femme vocals that propel shoegaze-y, collegian rock. Even better, the guitars are loud and buzzy enough to make this totes dece roadtripping music to the beach. Come back to me summer.