"It's fine 'cause it's all mine," sings Corin Tucker in "I Wanna Be Your Joey Ramone," and nobody can argue as this righteous college girl lays claim to rock's raw heart. Sleater-Kinney made good on the promise of the early-Nineties riot-grrrl movement, linking punk anarchy and radical-feminist insurrection. On Call the Doctor, Tucker, Carrie Brownstein and then-drummer Lora McFarlane careen around in songs like "Hubcap" and "I'm Not Waiting," moving at warp speed from pretty to terrifying, from earnest observation to nearly incoherent rage. These weren't the first bandmates to focus female fury and desire to the beat of a kick drum, but they could make music as fully arresting as their ideas. And no other rocker has Tucker's voice — a bloody wail that goes soft at the center, a voice that feels like flesh pressing against you.