Woozy Paintings At Dusk

Last week London duo Ultimate Painting released their third album Dusk through Trouble In Mind Records (grab it here). I still haven't had the pleasure of hearing it in full yet - but i have been enjoying the two tracks off it, opener 'Bills' and 'Song For Brian Jones'. These tracks are more about gauzy autumnal pastoral psych pop - the former is more about the overbearing weight that bears down the have-nots, while the latter breezes along, named after the Rolling Stones co-founder who died in 1969, the year the Free Love movement died at Altamont, woozy and maudlin in the dappled shadows. These guys keep getting better and better - I suggest you head to the Islington Assembly Hall tonight - get tickets here.

Pete's Right To Cry Over Spilt Milk

Last year I saw a gig at the Old Fire Station in Stoke Newington, headlined by Slowcoaches. I bumped in to fellow Brisbanite Susan Milanovic, who used to drum for the excellent Feathers (which also featured Roku Music/Deafcult/Tiny Spiders/Thigh Master/etc genius and all round dude Innez Tulloch). She mentioned she wanted to get back into playing, and was jamming with this guy who used to be in a few indie bands some time ago. That guy is Pete Astor, of The Loft and Weather Prophets fame, and the result is Spilt Milk, coming out on Fortuna Pop. It's a classy affair all round - recorded by James Hoare (Veronica Falls, Ultimate Painting) and playing most of the instruments, ably supported by Pam Berry (Withered Hand, Black Tambourine), Robin Christian (Male Bonding), Alison Cotton (The Left Outsides) and Jack Hayter (Hefner). The first sip at the chalice is 'My Right Hand'. Spilt Milk promises to have a pastoral motorik undercurrent driving Astor's esoteric guitar pop stylings. 'My Right Hand' is an ode to all best friends, through thick and thin, with a twinkle in the eye. Flying Nun and McLennan/Forster shines brightly in the background.