When: Sun., Aug. 7, 9 p.m. 2016
Naked Lights excel when they lean heavily on the punk part of their postpunk. For their latest release, January’s EP On Nature (Castle Face), they blend urgent synthesizers with relaxed and playful vocals, a far cry from the power-devouring postpunk of contemporaries like Savages and the KVB. The Oakland band’s fuzzy monotone guitars jangle like a snarling cat, with a signature preciousness in their irritation; you can’t help but clutch your heart—Naked Lights are too endearing to be hostile. Much of their charm comes from the bouncy talk-singing of Aurora Crispin, who sounds like the real-life embodiment of Kat Stratford from 10 Things I Hate About You: unapologetically feminist, with an inner light that melts all those lucky enough to be caught in its beam. Naked Lights are never so disaffected that they refuse your hand—they enjoy the commiserative communal aspect of misery.