I just realised, I've never opened one of these by asking how you are, gentle reader. It's always about me, what about you? Is everything good in your life? How's your girlfriend/boyfriend/wife/husband/love pillow? Did you get that job/promotion/thing stranded on a high shelf? What's the weather like where you are? Do you want to listen to some music? Of course you do. Here's some coming along now.

Rollin Hunts – The Phoney (Chicago Reader)

Coming off a fairly 'raw' (to be polite/euphemistic) self-released demo album, Dearly Honourable Listener, Chicagoan Rollin Hunts' debut record proper is a surprisingly lush, outsider-art approximation of indie rock, pop, and electronica. With a gravelly, melodic voice that's not a million miles away from fellow Illinois resident Jeff Tweedy, Hunts sings over moody, weird baroque pop that sometime explodes into some day-glo 'Mr Blue Sky' hand-clapping harmonies ('Criminal'), shift gears into a crackly DJ Shadow cut ('You'), or builds to a Flaming Lips-esque orchestral freak out ('Separate Ways'). You know people always talk about those albums that come out of nowhere and knock you on your arse? This is that record. Please listen to it.

Ghostface Killah – Twelve Reasons To Die: The Brown Tape (Bandcamp)

Shamefully, I'm not that familiar with Ghostface's most recent album. Well, not shamefully, there are a lot of Wu Tang members with a lot of solo albums, but anyway. This remix of that album, by Apollo Brown, was released for Record Store Day but is now also available on Bandcamp. If, like me, you've been (im)patiently awaiting GK's unreleased album-length collab with DOOM, this might tide you over: Brown's productions have a lot in common with the idiosyncratic, crackly sampled beats Metal Face specialises with, even sprinkling snippets of speech from old Iron Man cartoons throughout.

Neon Neon – Praxis Makes Perfect (The Guardian)

Having already made one of the top five historical concept albums of all time (as I'm sure you remember), Super Furry Animal Gruff Rhys and less hairy – but no less talented – hip-hop producer Boom Bip have reconvened to make slick synth-pop about another cultural icon. Well, I say icon, I was more familiar with Stainless Style's John DeLorean than I am with Italian publisher/left-wing activist Giangiacomo Feltrinelli, but this album is teaching me a lot about him. And it's unlikely any textbook would be presenting this info through glossy electro-pop and Rhys' lovely Welsh burr.

Deerhunter – Monomania (NPR)

Sadly lacking in 'My Sharona' covers, Monomania is still worth 45 minutes of your time, as is anything Bradford Cox is involved in. This new 'un indulges both the scrappiest, loudest garage-rock and the most melodic indie-rock sides of Deerhunter, which makes for some blissful ear times.

!!! - Thr!!!er (Pitchfork Advance)

Man, I'm still reeling from the revelation that you pronounce their name 'chk-chk-chk', rather than making the alert noise from Metal Gear Solid three times. If you're still mourning the loss of LCD Soundsystem, you could do worse than the dance-indie-rock of Thr!!!er, which has a little more propensity towards 90s house than 80s pop – in the best possible way. Oh, and there's a brilliant looping gif of the lead singer dancing on stage as you listen to the album, which is most entertaining.

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