Ever sit down with Moon Safari and bristle at Air's one rough edge? Well, never fear. Allow us to suggest Zero 7, a London two-piece with every sharp corner filed frictionless for your listening comfort. Zero 7 is the safety scissor of the electro world, a distinctly nontoxic, ooey-gooey take on synth-pop that makes Nike and Lexus executives drool themselves dry. They have remarkable provenance to be sure, with ties to Radiohead producer Nigel Godrich and plenty of little gold statues to beautify their mantles. Give their 2007 Grammy entry The Garden a spin and marvel at how each note, born and raised in the studio like an artificial embryo, courses the ears like Novocaine. Their lyrics? Maudlin stuff that borders on the absurd. But if you managed to stomach the "English-is-not-my-first-language" nonsense of bands like Air and Cibo Matto, you'll have no bitching rights here. Zero 7 is here to soothe your savage beast. With Body Language. 18+.
Sat., Dec. 5, 8 p.m., 2009