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It's not entirely surprising that music with a sly hint of surf would come out of the wilds of Geelong. Nor does it confound that a little motor city mayhem should infuse the sounds emanating from that particular city. Melbourne's little sister, resplendent with sand and sea and home to the Ford factory, Geelong has given us a bevy of amazing music over the year's, and their latest export, The Frowning Clouds, continue that sterling tradition.

The first sample from the five-piece's upcoming album –– the follow up to last year's Listen Closlier –– All Night Long, gives an immediate indication of just where The Frowning Clouds are at circa 2011: somewhere around 1965.

All Night Long is easy to get lost in. Jangling guitars, a scrumptious riff and a jauntily swinging beat hypnotise and delight. Higher order thinking is circumvented as the song makes a beeline to one's most primal regions and urges. Oscillating one's hips is mandatory, whilst Beatles-style head shakes and the odd heart palpitation are neither optional nor avoidable.

Though it sounds as if it was recorded in Ray Davies' garage, All Night Long and its single-mate Dame A Dozen were committed to glorious four-track cassette in friend Owen Penglis' (Straight Arrows) lounge room. Both tracks are infused with the warmth, intimacy and energy that only lo-fidelity can engender.

In keeping with the rough and ready modus operandi that has heretofore typified The Frowning Clouds, All Night Long was recorded a mere five minutes after being written in the backyard during a 40 degree scorcher –– a song as spontaneous and alive as the band themselves.