Rói Höttur - Imaginarium

We all know that your environment will shape your music more than anything. If you're living a scummy, scratchy inner city life of rectangles then you're going to route a drumbox through an overdrive and scream. When your back garden looks like this:
I guess you can't help making an awesome psychedelic rock album.
Rói Höttur are five swedes who live pretty much at the top of the world, inbetween a mountain, some trees & the period 1967-1976. They've just self-released their debut album 'Imaginarium' - a gorgeous, brooding bubble of riffs, whooshes, bleeps, yelps and yearning blues rock, smothered in heartfelt, fuzzy vibes.
A slight detachment from the rest of the world obviously does you wonders when it comes to putting together an unashamedly retro long player. And make no mistakes, this is definitely a long player. Not an album, a set, or mere collection of songs. This is one you need to sit down and take time with, start to finish.
Their influences may be obvious (Pink Floyd, late period Doors, the more whacked out end of Zeppelin, a smidgeon of Nick Cave on the vocals and a dab of Zappa weirdness) but they're mined with love and enthusiasm. For example, it doesn't really matter that the end of 'Dream Of Papaver (Reprise)' is essentially 'Great Gig In The Sky', because it's honestly the only way it could have gone.
These tracks stretch out like the Scandinavian landscape (scandscape?) - beautiful, immense, wide, open. But the essential character of the record lies in it's unexpected warmth. It's the aural equivalent of the fire you light so you can sit down in the freezing cold and take in that vastness without freezing your Nordic balls off. It's a hug and a blanket on your shoulders. It's your friends face glowing in the flame as she points at a distant peak. It's the glow of the homestead amidst the howl of the wolves. It's the sound of no-one else around for miles and miles, and it luxuriates in its isolation. 
Here it is in it's entirety for you to listen to, and we recommend that you do so - "We want the world to have it!", said bassist Volter Hagman, when we asked if it could be shared. Ah! not only talented but generous too. Tack så mycket, Rói Höttur, du är underbar!
Imaginarium by Rói Höttur

Yuck - Holing Out

Looking forward to the Yuck album, and here's a nice new vid for the harmonic, fuzzy 'Holing Out' taken from said debut.

Yuck-"Holing Out" Music Video from VIDEOTHING.COM on Vimeo.

What's on NASA's S.T.E.R.E.O? The Sun!

No, we're not talking an astronauts iPod dock, we're talking Solar Terrestrial Relations Observatory (or S.Te.Re.O) - two satellites now in orbit around our star with the purposes of getting a full 360 of the roasting ball of fire for the first time and sussing out whether or not it does indeed have it's hat on, and if it will be coming out to play. And by 'coming out to play' they mean flinging out coronal mass ejections that mess with all our funky electrics, knock satellites out of action or burn the planet to death. In celebration of another milestone in humanity's space adventures, here's some prog:

It's Time To Get Away : LCD Soundsystem announce last ever show :(

Goddamit, first the White Stripes decide it's time to bugger off, and now the most influential and groovy band of the last decade (not to mention one of the best live acts EVER) are leaving us for the history books. LCD will bow out with a show in Madison Square Gardens, require all to attend dressed in white and/or black, and will be playing for 3 hours with support from a whole host of DFA associates. So at least it's going to be a proper send off. Details here on the DFA site.

If anyone wants to fly us to NYC for April 2nd, that would be great, thanks.

Shrag - Ghosts Before Breakfast

Where It's At Is Where You Are offer up their February singles club download in the form of an excellent 3-track fuzz 'n' beat indie punk -out from Brighton's Shrag.
Lead track 'Ghosts Before Breakfast' Sounds a lot like Love Is All attempting The Rapture's 'Out Of The Races And On To The Tracks', and is a definite winner.

Download the full 3-track E.P here.

Limp Bizkit (almost) Officially Shit

Maybe you live in Austin, Texas. Maybe you don't.
Either way, you absolutely should get involved with helping their 'Solid Waste Service Department' (ie. poo processing plant) choose its new name. Why? Because they're letting an internet vote decide it, and the current top suggestion and leader by several thousand votes is the epic:


Fuck. Yes. That's right.

Please, for the love of various gods:


So Long And Thanks For All The Blues

The White Stripes have split up. Not sure what else can be said about that.