Warehouse find of a tragically overlooked, turn-the-heater-on UK art-pop gem from 2004 - an all-time personal favourite. Avrocar, the duo of Perry McDonagh and Antony Harding, formed in the Midlands in the late 90s, coming out of that same inward-looking British post-shoegaze / space-age-bedsit-music milieu that also numbered people like Hood, Apples In Stereo, Magnetophone and Ma Cherie For Painting (they released their debut LP on Earworm, at the time a major hub for all this stuff), but their best stuff has a sparseness, and depressive intensity, that sets it apart. Everything they released is pretty interesting, and pretty varied, but they really struck gold with Guidance, a 12" EP for their own (?) short-lived short.sharp.shock label. There are some echoes of Disco Inferno and Bark Psychosis in the marriage of mumbled confessional and intrepid, painterly sonics, but Avrocar also bring a colder, machinic, almost Kraftwerkian feel to their vocals and productions - a kind of retro that was, in a sense, about 10 years ahead of its time. Unrelentingly bleak, but in a dialled-down, drug-numbed way, it's unsurprising that Guidance counts Tropic of Cancer among its admirers. Such an amazing record, if you missed out on this or weren't around first time, can't recommend it highly enough.