Planes Mistaken for Stars

Like a bear after a long hibernation, Planes Mistaken for Stars roars to life on Prey, the Denver quartet's first LP in a decade. Blending punk, metal, and art rock, dynamic metallic shifts support swathes of elevated feedback as hardcore drum explosions lay foundations for Gared O'Donnell's hoarse croon. The action flick rage of "'Til It Clicks" contrasts the garage-rock clangor of "She Who Steps" and atmospheric dream wave of "Alabaster Cello." The flying fists of "Riot Season" spit out the genre mash-ups lean and mean. Leavening distorted crunch with anthemic melody and obscuring emo heartbeats with waves of noise, PMFS bangs its head while gazing shoe-ward. (Fri., 3:55pm, the Keep stage)