At first listen it’s tempting to call this, the ninth LP from Blonde Redhead, a quieter, gentler approach than one might expect from the New York City trio. In truth, turning down — in this case, almost to a whisper — has always been in the band’s bag of tricks. The difference here is how consistent the introverted affect persists. That doesn’t mean there’s no room for instrumental disorder; “Dripping” works up a tidy little groove before gradually spinning out of its own orbit. “The One I Love” is a melancholy harpsichord-led arrangement, complete with offstage sound effects — rustling tin, dropping boots — to enhance the drama’s narrative. “No More Honey” is the closest we get to feedback, with its odd pendulum-swing of guitar. But that song, too, meanders off into a place of disquiet. There’s plenty of occasion for beauty here throughout, but the band seems intent on disrupting the pleasant view. You don’t have to make a lot of noise to be noisy. (Out Tuesday)
ESSENTIAL “Dripping”Luke O’Neil can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.