One of the few acts in the tattoos/piercings/baseball cap/drop-D-tuning set that actually seems to deliver something "nu" is South Florida's own Nonpoint. This MCA signee and Ozzfest darling is much tougher to pigeonhole than its heavy brethren. Andrew Goldman's relentless rhythm-guitar work references Helmet -- without all the egghead jazzy noodling. Elias Soriano slides effortlessly from an authoritative rap-shout to a singing voice that brings to mind Maynard James Keenan -- but Soriano's band actually has some energy. The whole thing is held together by a tight-as-hell rhythm section (that doesn't overplay) and an undefinable-yet-undeniable sabor.