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Ariel Pink has been one of those (increasingly numerous) artists for me whose concept(s) are considerably more exciting than the execution itself. And I’m one of those people in Pink’s (numerous? or dwindling?) audience who finds his lo-fi records more interesting even though I’m not particularly keen on lo-fi in general.

The story of this band and this album can be told as a storyline for an imaginary Scandinavian horror flick – a group of drug abusing hippies go to the woods to find equilibrium, and then...

I remember very clearly the first time – when and where – I heard Zebra Island. It was a couple of days before Christmas 2011 and I was working late at the office with deadlines about to drop. Feeling tired and train-wreck-y, I decided to look up a nice song to listen to on the internet.

I have a pretty vague recollection of my first visit to an MC-battle in Von Krahl, but what I do remember is the sad and comical confession by Tartu MC s'Poom that one should not smoke a too big of a spliff before a battle. What's left of this nightmare now is but a foggy moment in history, for me as well as for the then rather unknown MC.

What makes a good band great? When the collective unconscious gets channeled, inexplicably they are singing directly to you. Somehow your innermost thoughts are bursting from the face of someone better looking and more alive than you. Then you know its love and you found your band.

I can't put my finger on what it is exactly – is it me, the sound arrangement, or the timelessness of the latter, but I have noticed that every time I have listened to Skyscrapers Wrapped Up In Vines by Autharktos, the thoughts in my head wander more than usual, reverberate and revolt.

The long awaited Wrupk Urei debut was an exciting eclectic piece, but their new album is even more exciting.

You may have been born in the Soviet Union, but when you grow into music, you can build yourself a winged vehicle and speedily sail from Monte Carlo to Rio and from Frisco to St. Tropez.

The emphasis put on music in films recently seems more and more notable.

DVPH aka Dragan Volta and MC Põhjamaade Hirm is Estonian hip-hop duo. Backgrounds created by...

Prince Rama – a duo of Krishna sisters from Brooklyn – already caught my ear on this year's Schilling festival sampler; I didn't make it to the festival itself though. I’ll hear of them again, I thought – in hope rather than faith, as they could just as well sunk into oblivion as thousands of oddball newcomers before them.

Can anyone explain what exactly is the deal with this Estonian small town Paide? How come so many talented musicians have Paide as their place of birth? Alan Olonen aka Kali Briis is probably - right next to Arvo Pärt - one of my favourite guys from there and it’s unbelievable how much great music Kali has created during these past eight years.