When you think of Brooklyn’s indie rock scene right now, you conjure an image of a hipster groupie gangbang set to a swirling miasma of upchucked Wire, XTC and Gang of Four homages. Oneida, a far more eclectic-sounding bunch, stands apart from the whole we’re-more-angular-and/or-punk/funk-than-thou fest. The group’s spaced-out jams,…
