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Atombombpocketknife is being touted as an “unrock” band, but stack it up against real rock deconstructionists such as fellow Chicagoans U.S. Maple—whose music seems to be an effort to involuntarily rewire your central nervous system—and ABPK comes off sounding, well, downright cuddly. Sure, ABPK has some sharp edges, but its relatively straightforward song structures and punchy melodies mark a continuation of the art-punk tradition, rather than an effort to break away from it. The band’s new release, God Save the ABPK, sounds too much like regurgitated Sonic Youth to my jaded ears, right down to the dissonant guitar skronk and vaguely Thurston Moore-ish vocals. But its herky-jerky rhythms are addictive, and the record includes more than enough crunchy riffs—such as the one that opens “The Methadone Actors”—and great guitar freakouts for me to conclude that, though ABPK isn’t doing anything particularly revolutionary, it’s definitely worth checking out. Your chance comes tonight, when the band plays with Jook at 10 p.m. at the Metro Cafe, 1522 14th St. NW. $7. (202) 588-9118. (Michael Little)