New Age Healers, "The Souls of Lost and Found" (self-released)

Seattle quartet New Age Healers dropped their third album, Debris, last month, and its nine songs solidly recall shoegaze's moodily majestic, '90s halcyon daze. Recorded and mixed by Barrett Jones (Nirvana, Melvins, Foo Fighters) at Laundry Room Studio, Debris pushes those widescreen rock buttons: sky-strafing melodies, yearning vocals, plangent and fuzzy guitar tones, canyon-straddling choruses. It's a heady sound that's turning out to have some legs, as the careers of Swervedriver and Failure—bands NAH most resemble—have proved.

"The Souls of Lost and Found" closes out Debris on a euphonious note. If it sounds like a Swervedriver B-side from 1991, well, that Creation Records band's flipsides were always its best cuts and we should be grateful that somebody in town is still evoking such grandiose beauty. The mellifluity with which guitarist/songwriter Owen Murphy sings "You’re deep in space/But you’re not alone/So hold my hand/And welcome home" is worth the price of admission alone, but the rest of the song—especially those sighing "hey now"s—is a lustrous swirl of consoling calm in a mad world.

If you're planning to give Capitol Hill Block Party a wide berth but want to experience some high-quality rock tonight, you can catch New Age Healers performing at High Dive with the Purrs and Black Nite Crash.