What we were planning on posting today, once the tinnitus cleared, was a rapturous response to Gallon Drunk's blisteringly intense one-night stand at London's Lexington last night. There is, however, no need, because The Quietus has already done it far more thoroughly than time here allows. New album The Soul of the Hour turns up the blaze on their Stooges-meets-Archie Shepp fire-music, but it's propelled by a strange, drone-driven groove which gives these songs a haunted, haunting quality. Pricking our skin at the moment is the mysteriously lilting Dust in The Light with its woozy Mellotron pulse. "Leave all your dreams at the door. We will not need them anymore..."