For anyone familiar with the ghostly doo-wop of Sarah Assbring's near-flawless debut under the alter-ego of El Perro Del Mar, you understand one thing: How natural it'd seem to find her on-stage, bathed in the deep red light of some lost Lynchian netherworld, dripping with that signature blend of both romance and nightmare. Those tormented lovers of the sock-hop scene, swaying in slow-mo, smiles all around while something darker guides their movement. Turns out, with Love Is Not Pop, El Perro Del Mar has almost wholly abandoned ...