If I'd had an internet connection for the past month, I would've posted about the following in timely fashion and it would've been glorious. As it is I didn't, so I havn't;

Sims just dropped Bad Time Zoo, composed entirely of Lazerbeak patented Lava Bangers and packaged with a boxcutter to make your own origami Lion (origami is the one in 2011, believe it) out of the packaging. It's still mid-delivery over the Atlantic (if that's the correct ocean..) but 'Beak killed the beats on the Hand Over Fist record with Mictlan, and Sims has been rapping seriously hard since his slightly disappointing turn on the Doomtree crew record so I'm suitably pumped. Instead of the usual barrage of violent threats that usually occampanies my 'tree pimping, I'll just say it's going to be stupid good, full of huge beats AND HAS ORIGAMI ANIMALS DID I MENTION.






At some other point in February I would have said that the eclectically minded folk at the porcupine tree forum put me on to an album by Hotel of the Laughing Tree that's both utterly bizarre and the type of thing you could play on radio One. It's called Terror and Everything After, it has riffs, trumpets, gang chants, riffs and one really awful song that sounds like Status Quo.

They have a myspace, we all know how to use that particular dinosaur of a social network, search dat.




Finally and almost chronologically, I would've posted that the thought of sitting through Fleet Foxes at Green Man festival fills me with dread, terror, woe and all other synonyms. I sort of thought there might be a rush for tickets this year as Green Man got bigged up a lot last year and there were all sorts of young people (yup, I'm one of those ruddy yobs ruining Green Man for the chuldren) about. Seeing the announced line up so far, you could probably buy the week prior. Here's hoping for a little less folk and a little more weird noise and yelping in the next line up update.


Yeah I thought I'd blog about music occasionally, save me trolling all your facebooks with bangerafterbangerafterbanger. It'll never be as lengthy as this, I swear.