Habibi

Rahill Jamalifard, who fronts this all-female Brooklyn band, teases out the best of the English language in the catchy, kitschy quips on Habibi’s self-titled début, from 2013. The group combines the Colgate-white glisten of sixties-girl-group pop with an uncensored edge; its songs are soft but savvy, preened for high-profile movie soundtracks and sitcoms. (Habibi’s music has popped up in a James Franco film and on the runway at the last New York Fashion Week.) Perhaps all that’s kept the band from receiving more attention is its slow pace of output. This week, Habibi plays a release concert for its long-awaited new EP, “Cardamom Garden,” which digs deeper into Jamalifard’s Iranian roots, with some lyrics written in Farsi. (National Sawdust; National Sawdust, 80 N. 6th St., Brooklyn. 646-779-8455. March 12.)