Indie-rock trio Blonde Redhead has been kicking out the atmospheric strange for 30+ years, so its endearing that their live shows still sort of feel like basement jam sessions. You're really meant to listen to the swelling choruses of "Snowman," "23," or "In Particular" while riding a minimalistic motorcycle through pastoral countryside, so singer (among other things) Kazu Makino and guitarist (among other things) Amedeo Pace can be forgiven for filling the stage with 3-4 instruments apiece, which they then wander between like they've been sent downstairs to organize ephemera. They're great; the last time I saw them, they talked to the audience just once and then full on ignored everyone for the rest of the show. But their live sets sound wonderful. So go to the Blonde Redhead show, but don't stress out about getting a good view. In fact, Revolution Hall is a terrific venue for people watching. In an interesting twist, pared-back synth pop New Yorkers Nation of Language are co-headline the tour, bringing Black Marble-esque beats and catchy grabs like "On Division St." by Suzette Smith