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Propelled by the sparkly multi-Latin Grammy-winning ballad "¡Corre!" and two lesser hits, this Mexico City brother-and-sister duo's third album went double platinum in their home country and did real well on U.S. Latin pop radio to boot. Joy Huerta sings with a lightness that fleshes out as songs progress, and the duo's busker-pop stays consistently sunny and sweet while occasionally (in "Aquí Voy," "Quiero Que Me Quieras," the mariachi-horned "Gotitas de Amor") turning tropically buoyant. The Deluxe Edition adds six tracks, including acoustic versions and a cover of John Lennon's "Imagine."

Adele's shtick seems to be album titles that completely belie the old soul inside. 21 sounds like no 21-year-old. Adele spends most of her sophomore album dominating styles she has no business knowing how to sing so intuitively, from the rafters-shaking, revival-ready "Rolling in the Deep" to the big, brassy '70s rock of "I'll Be Waiting." Elsewhere, she croons weathered ballads that sound more lovelorn than someone so young should (see "Turning Tables," a "Chasing Pavements" redux down to the syllabic structure). Still, her rich, distinctive, well-aged vintage pop has serious legs: 21 sent Adele skyrocketing to the top of the charts.