Pennsylvania distorto-pop sound-suckers Black Moth Super Rainbow have gone through great lengths to make their own colorful and unsettling universe. Flaming Lips–size hooks get drowned in a tape-warped sea of molten muck, party-starting beats are treated to a Codeine cocktail, and triumph is expressed best through the icy warble of vocoders. Second album, Eating Us, is a mutant mass of warm fuzz and suffocating synths, but is still somehow one of the best pop albums of the year. Trend-spotters know opening act Blank Dogs for his more traditional approach to making “lo-fi”: cassette-tape-quality guitar squeals, unintelligible vocals, a bazillion kajillion releases. But the Brooklynite adds an Ian Curtis layer of mysterious melancholy that’s missing from the more bombastic Times New Vikings of the world. With Dan Friel.

Fri., July 24, 6 p.m., 2009

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