Pygmy Lush 

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Pygmy Lush's new album is what you play when you're leaving for good, backing out of the driveway, letting the wipers clear the rain from the windshield of your beat-up truck. It has to be a truck because, despite its dream pop qualities, this album has a country sensibility—like Whiskeytown without the steel guitar.

It's old cowboy boots and small, dilapidated farmhouses. It's gauzy fabric, muddied by weather. It has moments evoking the pensive theme song from "Friday Night Lights" by the band Explosions in the Sky. And it's a surprisingly quiet album, coming from a band made up of previous punk rockers. In that sense it's hardened, with an unflinching, unapologetic undertone that weaves itself through otherwise delicate melodies.

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"Yellow Hall" combines a chilling lullaby with pounding drums knocking like crashing waves on a stormy night. "Chance" evokes the ghostly aftermath of a flatlined relationship. The dreaminess of this album can go overboard to its detriment. In "Night at the Johnstown Flood," the floating sameness makes the mind drift. But it's worth it when you get to the clever lyrics of "Admit" or "Penny on My Deathbed," where the gravity of deep piano chords keeps the composition of the album buoyed.

Pygmy Lush plays the Zootown Arts Community Center Saturday, April 2, at 8 PM with Des Ark, Mordecai and The Lion The Tamer. $5.

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