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While many of their contemporaries from the new wave of British heavy metal and the hard-rock charts of the late '80s have gotten mired in patches of stylistic quicksand, Def Leppard have always managed to sidestep stasis. Their moves haven't always been clever ones -- Slang, for instance, found the band out of their depth, heft-wise -- but they've always been interesting to observe. X will keep listeners on their toes, to be sure, and will also reward those who're open to the Leps' poppier inclinations. Those are aired from the outset here, on the breezy opening salvo of "Now" and on "Unbelievable," on which the band is abetted by producer Per Aldenheim, whose previous credits include Britney Spears and 'N Sync. The gloss on those tracks might come as a surprise to folks who raised their fists to songs like "Pour Some Sugar on Me," but not all of the quintet's tenth outing follows suit: "Torn to Shreds" and "Cry" both coast along on chunky, infectious riffs -- a fine foil for Joe Elliott's amiably raspy vocals. Still, as they pass the quarter-century mark as a band, Def Leppard seem more content to amble along placidly, eking out the sort of tough-guy ballads -- like "Long, Long Way to Go" -- that keep Bic stock in positive territory. David Sprague, Barnes & Noble