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It’s official: Business at the ’90s Indie Rock Nostalgia Factory is booming. A Teenbeat anniversary, Lou Barlow back on the road, and now a Slint reunion. Sporting one of the highest cred-to-output ratios in the genre, the Louisville, Ky., postrockers wielded a mighty influence back in the day. For a number of years, bands were continually hyped as being composed of former members of Slint; people even got tricked into buying horrible concept records by King Kong merely because Ethan Buckler played bass on Tweez, Slint’s first release. On the plus side, Spiderland is one the decade’s classics, and the band practically pioneered the whole soft-loud rock dynamic—an alternative version of Haydn’s “Surprise Symphony.” (And I guess Tortoise and Palace turned out pretty decently, too.) In any case, all accounts of Slint’s reunion shows have been positive. Guitarist/whisperer Brian McMahan has recruited little brother Michael for the minitour. David Pajo must certainly be thrilled to be disentangled from Billy Corgan’s Zwan project. Britt Walford’s drumming is supposed to be as amazing as ever. Perhaps aging hipsters will one day have their own Branson, Mo., where they can revisit the music of the Clinton era with Mark Arm and the Superfuzz Bigmuff Singers and the Dead Guy Revue, featuring impersonators of Kurt Cobain, Jeff Buckley, and that singer from Blind Melon who OD’d. The Slint reunion could run forever there, Shear Madness–style, with every performance ending with a powerful version of “Good Morning, Captain,” complete with balding audience members singing along with the closest thing Slint ever had to an anthemic chorus: “I miss you!” Slint plays with Long Live Death at 9 p.m. Tuesday, March 22, at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $25. (202) 397-7328. (David Dunlap Jr.)