Happy New Year from Campbell Kneale of Birchville Cat Motel and the cool one from Sonic Youth. Live from New York City?s Tonic, a broadcast to the last stars of 2004. Simultaneously creating monuments to mythologies, myths that swirl like a raging inferno - soaring and sawing, cleaving great swathes in the ether as Ranaldo lets rip with another salvo, torn from the neck of his screaming bride. A late night s?ance, the worship of time passing by freezing it stone dead in its tracks. The nephilim are tugging at the canopy of the Sunroof! and the heavens come tumbling down. This is an all-consuming monster, engulfing in its wake all pretenders to the throne. Canon shot percussion lost, like a red hot poker plunged into a heaving ocean of bagpipe and skree. It?s all too much ? get out of here and into the New Year. Ah, 2005, safe at last. 8/10 -- Spencer Grady (3 October, 2005)