The influential electro-terrorist twosome returns with its first album of new studio material in 14 years. Here singer Alan Vega and keyboardist Martin Rev cleave to the same mind-shredding style that distinguished their pathfinding late-’70s work: distorted, groaning vocals; jarring samples and keyboard assaults; and an underlying pop-conscious sensibility. As the new album’s title and the bleached-out Stars and Stripes on its cover suggest, this is Suicide’s State of the Union Address. American Supreme offers a dark, elliptical picture of a nation in moral crisis: “Child, it’s a new world,” the duo admonish. Alternately languid and eruptive, the songs survey the American temper with an oblique eye. Demanding tracks like “Dachau, Disney, Disco” and “American Mean” won’t rack up any airtime, but they represent significant new entries in the canon of a group that has always blazed its own trail.—CM