You've probably never heard of quirky Melbourne-based quintet Augie March - not yet anyway. North Americans are finally getting the chance to sink their teeth into the band's ambitious, 14-track collection of rootsy psychedelia, released in Australia in 2002. Similar to Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot in its scope and refusal to stick to any single genre, this record is the most original Australian offering in years. (Jet? Pffff.) Glenn Richards's codeine-soaked vocals sound like they've been beamed in from another planet, and the group's ability to jump from drifting piano fugue to organ-screaming monster is remarkable. If only for The Drowning Dream, this is worth a listen. Augie March plays the 360 Monday (November 1).