Flying Low, the second album by the loose collective known as the Willard Grant Conspiracy, contains no info on the group, but it does includes the anti-egoist note, “If someone tells you they played on this, they probably did.” While the band suppresses its individual credits behind a group name, the earthy sounds on Flying Low aren’t nearly so anonymous. Vestiges of Nick Cave’s moan, the Tindersticks’ drone, American Music Club’s sad-eyed passion, and the Scud Mountain Boys’ rustic storytelling coalesce into the darkly insinuating sound of the Conspiracy. Touring without a rhythm section will put the spotlight squarely on the Willard Grant Conspiracy’s various singer-songwriters. Don’t let them escape unseen when they perform at 9:30 p.m. at the Galaxy Hut, 2711 Wilson Blvd., Arlington. Free. (703) 525-8646. (Christopher Porter)