Chance

Much of Chance, with its snide attitude and thick, clean riffs, sounds like vintage Who or Kinks. In a just world, this record wouldn't have fallen into obscurity. Though it's not hard to sound like mid-'60s Britrock -- think Oasis, the Charlatans U.K., and the Soup Dragons -- the Rave-Ups do it in such a way that it sounds less like aping and more like music that was unearthed from a time capsule. The hooks are endless -- "She Says Come Around," "The Best I Can," and "Respectfully King of Rain" sound like they were written for the radio -- and the playing is superb. Chance is proof that Poison and Firehouse weren't the only American bands making music in the late '80s.