New York’s Momma serves up Nineties alt-rock revivalism – both self-aware and tongue in cheek. The duo’s third full-length album, Household Name, aspires to live up to those ambitions, but questions the cost to get there: mocking kissing up to industry leaders on “Rip Off” and fame disillusionment on “Rockstar.” Polished and laden with hooks, the 12-song record bites through jagged song structures, distorted power-chord slabs, and breakneck fuzz. Joining the mall gig, local quartet Blushing pingpongs between one-riffed sledgehammers and crystalline reverb from last year’s sophomore Possessions.