The bizarre and luminous brand of psychedelic indie pop that Mosquitos so wondrously plays comes to total fruition on “III,” the band’s new record, its finest, gentlest and most powerful to date, all fifteen songs of wave-like drift, the calming comfort that swallows your body before you fall asleep. There are still bossa nova and Brazilian overtones and undertones, and like previous record “Sunshine Barato,” the band flawlessly blends the genres and song-structure grooves, often paired with electronic elements and heavy-handed, yet pretty, background vocals. The songs are more clean-cut, tightly packed together. The band doesn’t slip up because there’s barely room for error, and the near-perfect album that results is lovable and special and full of reward. Live, the band plans on an elaborate stage show with background dancers and intricate choreography, so be prepared to be entertained to the highest degree. Irishmen IDM-popsters Oppenheimer open. (Tom Lynch)
September 28 at Martyrs.