New York’s Blonde Redhead is an excellent reminder of what made “indie” rock independent in the first place. Trying to pin them down, to encapsulate their music in a pithy phrase or two is, to quote the title of their fourth album, like trying to give “an expression of the unexpressible.”

Which may be why many reviewers have focused on the fairy tale: A beautiful Japanese girl meets an equally beautiful Italian boy. They become romantically intertwined. With his identical twin brother, they make beguiling, challenging music with poetic lyrics in which the band’s personal history is transformed into art.

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