Weekender : a Falstaffian rampart of beef

FREE MUSIC: Brooklyn-based Dirty On Purpose might be the first band who we can fully compare without fear of contradiction or outright mocking to Ride, such is their mix of harmonic melodies and dreampop fuzz. No Radio, from last year's PLUG Independent Music Awards nominated album Hallelujah Sirens, is like Boy With The Arab Strap Belle & Sebastian produced by Ira Kaplan of Yo La Tengo. With a mariachi trumpet.

HEY YOU GET OFFA MYSPACE: Answer to the first overhanging question when introducing The Bobby McGees: Brighton, and no, they aren't actually from there (indeed, like the similarly unique Prolapse before them their singer's Glaswegian and they met in Leicester). Now, the details. The somewhere between two and four emigres will, in common with many of the bands who come out of there these days, make some of you want to kill people, so - oh, let's, they seem not to mind - twee/cutesy is their homebrew short attention span antifolk reminiscent of the Vaselines. Have to be seen live to be fully believed, by all accounts.

VISUAL REPRESENTATION: YouTube is very well served for Talking Heads, testament to their and Byrne's visual nature as much as their influential status. As proof of both, look no further than the full eight piece live version performing I Zimbra on Letterman, David in full rubber man mode. Stop Making Sense is currently there or thereabouts in full, and you wouldn't credit how well the stripped down version of Psycho Killer works on mixtapes. There's also a live concert in Rome from 1980, Cities pulled out for your benefit, Life During Wartime both from 1982 cut into a documentary format and from their 2002 Rock'n'Roll Hall Of Fame induction reunion.

VIRAL MARKETING: Pretty much the whole of the UK music scene is now geared towards Favourite Worst Nightmare, so let's join in with D Is For Dangerous from their recent secret gig in Leicester and Flourescent Adolescent in Barcelona. They're playing a new song in front of you, mate, don't talk all over it!

FALLING OFF A BLOG: Provided you can get Wikiupload to work you'll find much to enjoy about Hey Charlie!, and we're not just saying that because we're fairly sure we helped inspire its creation. Now showing: Au Revoir Simone, Misty's Big Adventure, Chris T-T, the Broken Family Band and all points west.

EVERYBODY GET RANDOM: Indie rock karaoke! But of course! A gap you never knew needed filling, and they've done a decent enough job recreating the backings with only an old PC to hand (check Helicopter, it's got soundalike backing vocals and everything), it's based in Germany so a few of the songs offered will make your head spin language wise, and even then the idea that you can finally gather friends around to follow the bouncing ball to Fugazi's Waiting Room, let alone the Kills, Stephen Malkmus and Adam Green, may make you physically nauseous.

IN OTHER NEWS: Some may remember the Evolution Control Committee's The Whipped Cream Mixes, an inspired pre-mashup melding of a Herb Alpert instrumental and Public Enemy's Rebel Without A Pause. That came from a 1994 copyright flouting sampledelica cassette album called Gunderphonic, which picked up where the likes of Negativland left off in collaging unlikely bits of found sounds and pop cultural history, including Led Zeppelin, U2, Donovan and the inevitable George Bush (Snr). And, yes, they've now put it all online.