Brooklyn bon vivant Kim Rancourt’s plum plum opens with the catchiest thing I’ve heard in ages (“Walking the Trashline Properties”), descends into a psychedelic abyss (“The Thing That Is”) and reawakens as a golden gospel great (“Leave Your Light On”). Rancourt, a late-20th -century indie hellion of cult notoriety, is the brighteyed child of the Velvets, MC5 and Iggy and the…
