Inundated this week; Nick Cave's Ghosteen is his best ever, an astonishing, heartbreaking, deeply moving and beautiful thing. Wilco sounds like Wilco on the first few passes, which is to say, head and shoulders above most stuff, The Lilac Time are back with some tremendously melancholic indie pop folk country whimsy; I am not really sure why Stephen Duffy doesn't have statues and stuff littered around the country by now. I have yet to get onto Fred Deakin's 'The Lasters', but the former Lemon Jelly man has made a science fiction space rock opera concept album; I'm going to listen to it wrapped in bacofoil and slurping dubious cocktails.