True story: I only listened to Psychedelic Porn Crumpets because of their name. I mean, your curiosity is piqued, too, amirite? What the hell does a psychedelic porn crumpet sound like? In the case of Perth, Australia’s latest export, it’s kind of what you’d expect: psych rock ranging from propulsive headiness (“Hymn for a Droid,”), to spacey and whirling (“Native Tongue”), to sand-scraped stoner odes (“When in Rome”), to 1970s vintage progressive-meets-modern math-y (“Dezi’s Adventure”). RIYL: King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard, Pond. by Leilani Polk