lay with me on the ground

Passion Pit make me wish that I had saved up for a festival this year, if only for that sun-drunk sense of total euphoria you get from being part of a giant body, consisting of hundreds of people, bellowing out the words to songs you love. It's better than just a live experience in a club or indoors. Festivals really do make for the best musical moments.

Anyhoo, Passion Pit came onto my radar pretty late but "Moth's Wings", off their album Manners, is pretty much one of the best damn things I've heard all year. Above is a clip from their recent Myspace Transmissions set - you can find the rest HERE - and even though singer Michael Angelakos' voice sounds kinda shot from constant gigging, it sounds great away from the multi-tracked vocals and really loud drums. It's the best Coldplay song that Coldplay never wrote, and I just know I'll be disappointed when Coldplay don't play this next month. If you get what I mean.

DA PIT are playing the Garage in Glasgow on the 23rd of October after hitting Lowlands, Reading, Leeds, Pukkelpop and Rock en Seine. If you're going to any of these, check 'em out and get back to me on what they're like live.

smoke gets in your eyes...

The fact that there's a (seemingly legal) Bollywood remake of Hou Hsiao-Hsien's Three Times truly boggles the mind but I'm looking forward to seeing how this more crowd-pleasing take on the story works out.

Preview the Love Aaj Kal soundtrack here. Read about Three Times here - it really should be on your rental list, like, yesterday.

catbus is grind... bus

If you've ever watched Hayao Miyazaki's classic My Neighbour Totoro and wondered to yourself how the music of seminal grindcore outfit Discordance Axis would work as its soundtrack, WONDER NO MORE!

eugch

If you like Gallows like me (which is to say that you like them a lot), you'd like to hear their new single "The Vulture (Part Two)" in good quality. But you can't. So here's the poor quality version of the video. NSFW, by the by.

UPDATE: Quality's patchy, great one moment, appalling the next. Song's fucking nang, if you were wondering.