There’s No Age like the present and the past

PROFILE. No sooner had the Guvernator enacted the new no cell phone use law while driving in California last week, and we catch Randy Randall with the cell in his ear and one hand on the wheel. That the No Age guitarist is driving through Washington, D.C., makes no difference. The capital also has a ban.

So after Randall says hi, he hands the phone over to drummer and vocalist Dean Spunt. Later, Randall confesses that he cells, texts and checks e-mail while driving. He assures us he’s not that idiot attending to his stuff instead of driving while the light is green.

“I try to use my Bluetooth headset,” says Spunt meekly. “Unlike Randy, who’s about to murder babies and seals in the crosswalk.”

Apart from being jolly jokesters and unsafe drivers, No Age is an L.A.-based psyche experimental duo with a Sub Pop debut, the deliriously noisy “Nouns.” No Age is also a rock band for these times: arch samplers and sonic boomers that nix the riff for the feedback. The pair, both vegan, took their band name from an ’80s SST Records compilation. But it sounds timely for this ageless age of rehash and reinvention.

“I like the idea that chronological age is not important,” says Randall. “We play all-ages spaces primarily. I like the shows where people are really all ages. Multiple generations enjoying a singular activity that doesn’t talk down to anybody. It’s a rare event.”

                        
No Age
With High Places,
Abe Vigoda and Palm
Tonight, 8
Middle East Upstairs
472 Mass. Ave., Cambridge
MBTA: Red Line to Central
$10, all ages, 617-864-3278
www.mideastclub.com