Wild Nothing

It’s a heartening thing when a band you like releases a second album that’s as good—or even better—than the debut that made you fall in love with them. Wild Nothing, the dream-pop project of the young Southern native Jack Tatum, has done just that. Nocturne, the follow-up to his beautifully shimmering 2010 debut Gemini, is a deeper, more expansive effort, filled with silky-soft textures; tranquil, polished melodies; and gently driving drumbeats. Tatum’s vocals are so slight and graceful that they almost sound girlish, and the lovesick words he sings—“Dancer in the night/Playing with my eyes/Velvet tongue so sweet/Say anything you like”—makes the haze of the music more romantic than melancholy. In a touring match made in heaven, Wild Nothing’s Captured Tracks labelmates, the gauzy, Nirvana-loving Brooklyn fourpiece DIIV will open the show. With Naomi Punk. ERIN K. THOMPSON

Sun., Sept. 9, 8 p.m., 2012