Heatwarmer have found an incredible recipe that involves one part Canterbury scene, one part Thrill jockey Records, and two parts Christopher Cross; mixed together and then tossed into Bob James’ oven for a hot minute. The final product is this amazingly dense, multi tiered, and progressive cake that is as sweet as it is heavy. Your tastes buds might not even realize all of the tiny orchestrations, and calculated cadences that go into a cake like this, yet they will be pleased to consume it and probably won’t even think twice about what the ingredients are. But if you are the inquisitive type and choose to dive face first into this cake, then be prepared for a wild journey through jazz hominy, heavy cream, and soft cheeses, as you attempt to make sense out of disparate elements that should be enjoyed as a whole.

If Heatwarmer is cake, then Spyn Reset would definitely be the video game at your 8 year old birthday-party-sleepover. This Electro-prog-gamecore band breezes through groovy workouts in odd time signatures, conjuring the sounds of Medeski, Scofield, Martin and Wood as if fronted by Daft Punk, all while covering the Contra theme song. Though mostly instrumental the occasional vocoder chimes in to let you know that you’re about to enter the boss’ lair… But don’t worry! Armed with laser synthesizers, shredding guitars, and loaded drums, you are more than well equiped (even without using the cheat!) to face the Red Falcon at the end of the game and claim victory (and bragging rights) over all your friends.

Check out this prog-rock showdown at Barboza on May 21st featuring special guest Hildegard (feat. Cliff Hines) from NOLA.

This guy. Man, let me tell you, he knows what's up. He's usually heard your favorite Seattle band waaaay before you (and sometimes even before the band has even heard themselves) because he's often the one recording them at the super duper BLDGs recording studio. So obviously it was only right to ask him to compile the jams that really get him stoked about the music here. Listen below for a definitive slice of Seattle that should be posted on the the Seattle wikipedia page because of how legit it is. Enjoy!

Hut on a High Peak - MTNS

Girl I Know - Mo Brown & The Shit Downtown

The Lake - Industrial Revelation

Truth or Justice - l'atomium

Take It Away - Red Ribbon

Supermoon (in Scorpio) - The Ghost Ease

Spy - Ubu Roi

B Squad - Sashay

Chop Down That Tree (Live) - So Pitted

Hamburger - The Dumps

Seed - The Fabulous Downey Brothers

Eli - Cabana

Get Out Of Love - Great Spiders

Woundlicker - Draemhouse

Same (Wrong) Words // Moments - SEACATS

Separator - CHARMS

The space between your eyes and your cerebellum; the weird spiraling flesh that juts out the sides of your head, the gateway to your nervous system, has just been filled by Coma Figura. What could be a more soothing intruder than the clean tones and soulful rasp of an Arthur Russell protégé, or the melodic honey drip from A Band of Bees Bee-side? Coma Figura have figured out how to keep it smooth in a Fleetwood Mac ‘Bare Trees’ kind of way, while maintaining the lyrical flips that will keep the listener on the edge of their seat.

You just found your mom’s mushroom hoard so naturally you steal them, because you don’t really want your mother to be doing mushrooms for fear that she’ll have a bad trip and make you clean your room, even though you’re 28 years old and she really has no authority over you anymore. So you ingest the dang things, choking them down all the way because they’ve been stored next to a bottle of patchouli, and you wait. In the meantime you put on Eric’s Trip and wonder why bands can’t be this good anymore.

All of the sudden you find yourself online, on shrooms, (because it’s 2015 and we don’t go outside anymore) and you start reading the Seattle Deli. You take one look at the banner at the top and you’re all like “who the fuck is Cabana?” So you take a chance and click through. Suddenly, you are sucked into this new ecosystem we’re calling bandcamp, where bands are kings, queens and denizens alike. Where musical theory is the only law and even it can be broken at any moment, and nationwide healthcare means listening binaural beats and a Shepard’s tone.

Meanwhile Eric’s Trip has stopped, but just as suddenly as you clicked through a new song begun -It’s not Eric’s Trip, nor is it the Smashing Pumpkins; it’s not Galaxie 500 either! Your eyes have become deaf and your ears are blind to anything other than this and you’ve become consumed by the new sound that surrounds you: Cabana! And what a glorious sound it is! The guitars are as fuzzy as they are clear, while the vocals make a child of the 90’s want to crawl back into the womb and be reborn so that they can hear those classic songs for the first time again. Thanks to Cabana though we don’t have to do that because they have taken us directly to the 90’s, passing through the Paisley Underground and picking up Jason Spaceman along the way, all while we sit comfortably at home drooling into our macbook retinas.

Blame it on the mushrooms, or blame it on technology, either way if you hadn’t been guided by voices you may have never discovered Cabana. So, thank you oh! Great deities of the Dream Syndicate, for you have guided mine ears to thine great auditory shelter from the coldness of the future of music: ALL HAIL CABANA.

Seattle's cool-punk sage Julia Shapiro has put together an awesome mix-tape of some of Seattle's finest pre-post-garage-fi-no-drone-outside-wavers. Listen closely and you might hear some of Chastity Belt's subliminal influences shine through; from So Pitted's grimy 'Cure' infection, to TacocaT's fuzzy cat-call sarcasm. Or maybe don't think about it too much and just kick out these jams and have a real cool Monday.

Hippy Shit - Pony Time

Hurt (Closer to P edit) - Punishment

Tell Me - S

I want To Believe - Lisa Prank

Hey Girl - TacocaT

Couches - Wimps

Deep Throat - Stickers

The Sickness - So Pitted

Sequins - VATS

Ghoul - Dude York

Seattle Bands from juliamshapiro on 8tracks Radio.