It was less than a year ago that the L.A. punk duo No Age released Weirdo Rippers, a ragged, heartfelt compilation of the band’s singles to date. Nineties DIY hardcore by way of some serious art-damage, the band’s sound pushed punk out of the basement and into some deliriously textural clouds, sometimes so emphatically that it seemed as though the band itself couldn’t keep up. But what No Age didn’t have on Weirdo Rippers, they’ve more than made up for on their formal debut, Nouns. The duo’s already-notorious live shows tend to be more blunt about the band’s punk past: Their last show at the Bowery Ballroom ended with guitarist Randy Randall hoisting an audience member up onto his shoulders, guitar in hand, to finish the song that No Age had begun.

Tue., May 6, 8 p.m., 2008