If cooler heads prevail, this’ll weather the coldest fronts. On this four track disc, Hudson Fedun gets his guitars to slide on historically-mapped euphoric frequencies and his keyboards to whorl ever-inward to your secret, happy place. His post-dubstep beats have short attention spans, blinking themselves out of existence and snapping back into fully-realized cognizance nanoseconds later. Considering that youngster Fedun’s other musical project is an overpowering loudQUIETloud band Narwhal Strike, you could take him as an oddity, a merging of two worlds in one body, and this disc as entry point to the nega-realm to North American “indie.” (Woven Records,wovenrecords.ca) Taylor Burgess