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It’s forgivable for a band to perpetually rewrite one of its better releases if said album is the Radar Bros.’ sophomore effort, 1999’s The Singing Hatchet. So let the record show that the band has in fact made that record again with the new The Fallen Leaf Pages. A band obsessed with a formula can polarize fans, but at least the Radar Bros. are good at what they do. No, make that expert at what they do. The Pink Floyd comparisons are apt; the Beach Boys and Neil Young ones are not. And think Meddle, Obscured by Clouds, and a portion or two of Animals—no other Pink Floyd. If it means anything, and it really doesn’t in the context of the Radar Bros., lead melancholy merchant Jim Putman was the other guy in underrated ’90s shoegazer footnote Medicine. Sad it up when the Radar Bros. play with Damien Jurado at 9 p.m. on the Black Cat’s Backstage, 1811 14th St. NW. $8. (202) 667-7960. (Andrew Earles)