When these buttoned-up Columbia grads let loose on grammar, punk, and African beats, the result is some deliciously infectious indie pop. While their 2008 debut garnered comparisons to Paul Simon's Graceland, with the sunny, scrappy Afropop of "Mansard Roof" and the skanking rhythm of "A-Punk," Vampire Weekend have proven to be far more versatile—see "Diane Young," with its dissonant surf rock groove, and the string-and-marimba-touched "Horchata." Throughout, Ezra Koenig remains playfully self-aware, turning witty phrasing into relatable words of comfort with that catchy, distinctive yelp.