The Raveonettes

Just like those unnerving old girl-group tunes glorifying a lover's abuse, the Raveonettes underline the "harm" in "harmony," scuffing up a Spector-referencing Wall of Sound production scheme with sordid distortion and emotional damage. Sounding like a ripped prom dress, simultaneously shimmering and dark, the Danish duo haven't changed much about the feel of their music since the band's inception, and with their fifth album (titled Raven in the Grave, naturally), it doesn't seem like they ever will. No matter, really; the band has a fan base as unmovable as their aesthetic. If nothing's broken (except your heart), don't fix it. With Tamaryn. 18+.
Thu., April 7, 8 p.m., 2011

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