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American pop lives in the hearts of Glasgow’s Sons and Daughters. With a name swiped from a Bob Dylan lyric and a song titled “Johnny Cash” on their latest disc, Love the Cup, even an increasingly ornery ol’ Uncle Sam’s got to open his arms to these blokes. (The first pressing of the group’s first self-released EP was even put out by a small New Jersey label.) But Sons and Daughters know that name-dropping will get you only so far; the inevitable comparisons to fellow Scottish popsters Belle and Sebastian and Camera Obscura still trail them closely. With more parts Lee Hazlewood (male-female duets and a mandolin) than Stuart Murdoch, the band weaves sweet lyrics bemoaning love and death underneath all the grit. Leave your guns at home when Sons and Daughters play with Clinic and the High Watermarks at 9:30 p.m. on the Black Cat’s Mainstage, 1811 14th St. NW. $13. (202) 667-7960. (Cindy Fisher)