Capsula

Capsula

Guggenheim Museum Bilbao, now anchoring the northern Spanish outpost where these three Argentines settled at the millennium, can't house half of the exhilarating artifacts of Capsula's In the Land of Silver Souls. Darkwave drone pushed by Coni Duchess' tsunami basslines, drummer Ignacio Villarejo's car-chase pace, and frontman Martin Guevara's Fifties moan, Capsula spans the dank dynamics of the Velvet Underground to the postmodern indie noir of the Raveonettes. Duchess' motoring heartbeat often hooks like the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, while Guevara's guitar sprays a Mancunian pomp and density that's seldom better exemplified than on opener "Wild Fascination." Bigger, bolder, faster strokes lash follow-up "Let's Run Far Away," leading to the howling "Town of Sorrow," the circadian rhythms of "A Night in the Ocean," and the riff-pierced title cut with its psych chorus cries of "silver, rider, silver, rider" hyperventilating a new high. Tough, exhilarating, under-three-minute Stooges pummel ("What's in the Mirror") and a Primal Scream ("Communication") only makes In the Land of Silver Souls that much more historic. (Thu., 9pm, the Iron Bear)