FRIDAY 4/25

BLEEDING RAINBOW, WIMPS, SO PITTED

Are we done waiting for a signature sound from Bleeding Rainbow, after four albums, each one more different from the last? Like Dylan Baldi and Cloud Nothings, this Philly band has deftly evolved from lo-fi noise pop toward louder, better-produced, and more ferocious material. On their newest release, this year's Interrupt, Bleeding Rainbow pull their shoegaze influences taut, finding a chaotic middle ground between My Bloody Valentine and Superchunk, with shouted vocals and compact bursts of oozing guitars. Vera Project, 7:30 pm, $8 adv.

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LANDLINES, THE BEACH BOY, MEGA BOG

If you're in need of some new and local punk rock that can bore a hole in your brain, look no further than the Beach Boy. Their debut, Burners, is a 17-minute-long alienated romp that's available for free on Bandcamp. If you're fixated on the band's name, any thoughts of surfing, woodies, and harmless teenage fun will be quickly eviscerated upon your first listen. A mess of short-circuiting guitars, muddied vocals, and dumpster-thrashing drums, Burners is caustic, sardonic, and deranged. But somehow, all of this ruckus goes down smooth, like a molten pizza that burns your tongue off, leaves you half-mute, and compels you to grab another slice. Landlines' basement pop takes on many forms. It's often complex and muscular, with songs exploding at once and sounding like a lo-fi take on Television's guitar masterpiece Marquee Moon. Other times, the band's musical tilt-a-whirl slows down to a languid crawl so you can better parse the wry, Stephen Malkmus–inspired wordplay. At the other end of the bill, Mega Bog's weirdo yacht rock circles above the rims of slowly spewing underwater volcanoes. Their songs sizzle and plume, with saxophones steadily rocking back against the waves, content to chase the sun at their own pace. Like a dog-eared postcard from Nico in the South Pacific, Mega Bog is a band you want to cherish and hold close to your heart. Cairo, 8 pm, $7. recommended