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My beloved Grammy used to say, “If you can’t say something nice about a person, why, that person must be an unredeemable prick.” Although I’d like to say nice things about New York’s Parker and Lily—which may sound like a bad ’20s vaudeville act but is actually a bad contemporary retro-electronica trio—I’m more inclined to dismiss them as hambone for hipsters. With tracks bearing titles such as “Interior: Airport,” “Motel Lights,” and “Separate Rooms,” P&L’s Here Comes Winter has atmosphere galore—that is, if your idea of “atmosphere” runs to fragile–as–Winona Ryder–armbone vocals, lots of been-there-done-that Twin Peaks guitar hoohah, and more vintage drum machines, analog keyboards, and vibraphones than are healthy for children and other living things. The band is getting compared to the Velvet Underground and Stephin Merritt, but it lacks the sonic sweep of the former and the saving wit of the latter. Therefore, I am left to this conclusion: Finally, a Captain & Tennille for the Blonde Redhead set. Parker and Lily play with Matt Pond PA at 8:30 p.m. at the Black Cat’s Backstage, 1811 14th St. NW. $7. (202) 667-7960. (Michael Little)