Open the bomb-bay doors, Hal! Actually, where Pilot to Gunner is concerned, no one riding in that damn plane would be able to hear any commands being spoken, because the Boston quartet is quite unafraid to play fast and loose with dangerous decibels. But Pilot to Gunner isn't substituting volume for strong songs, which roll off 2001's Games at High Speeds only to detonate with ridiculously catchy, brain-bending hooks. Singer Scott V. Padden works in speak-sing acrobatics that alternately confront and complement the tightly wound math-rawk. Rawk indeed -- since the thrust is maximum velocity and maximum immediacy -- which should add up to one energetic, festive show. Quit crackin' wise about how Pilot to Gunner should go on a package tour with God Is My Copilot, Burning Airlines, and Jets to Brazil and don't miss them with Maypop on Thursday.