How friggin' long has it been?

Too long.

Itz very difficult to find the bloggin' time at the moment. But since I am researching Jaga jazzist on the net, I might as well post it at the same time.
That's them, the Scandanavian ones!
Below: The portrait of the archetypal Scandanavian man (oooh, they're sooo sensitive, & sooo attractive to women - stupid Scandanavians!) It is also the cover of their new album: What we must.
Ooh, I didn't even realise, one of them is a girl & she hurt herself on tour recently, too, now I feel bad. I also feel bad coz, I have to go now - I've been reading their news - which goes on forever - they're always touring, mostly jazz festivals, & they appear to start a new sideproject every fortnight: Pooka, the National bank, Shining, Kill, I just stopped counting after a while - & they are top-40 stars at home in Norway - dude, full on. Why don't any of our 9 piece post-rock jazz bands hit the top-40. Is something wrong with Oztralia? I'll expound upon this theme, as I usually do, when I return.