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The Bravery, ‘Stir the Blood’ (Island)

The Bravery, who emerged in the wake of the early-aughts New York post-punk revival that spawned Interpol and the Strokes, are still positively 14th Street. Their petulantly plagiaristic third album — mired in singer Sam Endicott’s uncharismatic Robert Smith–in-a-wind-tunnel moan (imagine that hair) — continues to stuff downtown Gotham streets into predictable, rhyming-dictionary couplets. “Red Hands and White Knuckles” notably swoons for Tompkins Square Park, but no matter how many historic locales the band invokes, their New Order and Killers castoffs still sound like the work of meek tourists.