STANDING NUDES

At a glance, Standing Nudes don’t seem too terribly different from the other '70s-influenced groups in town. Classic rock-quartet lineup—check. Requisite scruffy haircuts—got it. Riffs, simple lyrics, by-the-book drum fills—it’s all there. Yet somehow, in a local landscape littered with bands that you can “get” in one song (or less), Standing Nudes’ live sets are impossible to walk out on. As with other divine things, good rock music is in the details. Molly Shea’s almost impassive vocals rise and fall melodically, sometimes achieving a soft rasp; her and Jason Maartens Klauber’s guitars drape over the bones of the songs with comfortably familiar slack. If the band rarely strikes out with raw power, its tunes take unexpected, almost stealth...