INTO THE WILDERNESS

That pummeling throb and androgynous vocal shudder coming out of your downstairs neighbor’s dorm room might well belong to Brian Aubert, the guitarist-singer-songwriter-bandleader of LA’s Silversun Pickups. The best parts of the quartet’s new Neck of the Woods is when Aubert backs off from his darkly inscrutable lyrics, which explore emotional states somewhere between Italian giallo movies and Harmony Korine films, to let one of his countless shoegaze-via-Kraut-rock riffs linger in the air for just a little less time than you’d hoped it would. A tight quartet with a big arena sound, thanks largely to monster drummer Christopher Guanlao, the Pickups strike a nice balance of self-effacement and post-Pumpkins pomposity. This is their first of two nights accompanied by indie-alterna colleagues Cloud Nothings and Atlas Genius.

Sun., Oct. 14, 8 p.m.; Mon., Oct. 15, 8 p.m., 2012