More of that unease on Tuesday at the Galaxy Club, when the Long Island emo-thrash outfit Glassjaw drops in supporting Worship and Tribute, its recent Warner Bros. disc. We're in Deftones/Faith No More territory here, which means that the band churns out a racket that's as strangely melodic as it is rhythmically charged, and that front man Daryl Palumbo never opts for a bark when he could go for a strangled vibrato; beneath Worship's tenacity is a cool pop sensibility that contrasts neatly with nü-metal's shallow bluster. Glassjaw's openers, Seattle wackos the Blood Brothers, offer lots of bluster, but it's so cracked you'll keep wondering how in the hell BMG subsidiary ARTISTdirect signed the band and nü-metal knob-twirler Ross Robinson helmed their forthcoming album. Better than more Z-grade Screeching Weasel knockoffs, anyway.