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The 13-minute short film Hotel Chevalier is a prologue to Wes Anderson's forthcoming Darjeeling Limited (early buzz is good, supposedly a return to form post-Life Aquatic). We meet Jason Schwartzman in a Paris hotel. He orders a grilled cheese from room service. Natalie Portman shows up and brushes her teeth. The two make passionate love (EDIT: no, they don't.). Yes, our favorite rapper does her first nude scene. Of course, we're blogging about it 'cause the background song is Peter Sarstedt's classic "Where Do You Go To My Lovely. Yep, beautiful song.

So you can download the arty (or should we say quirky?) short free on iTunes.

Or watch it via vid embed below. Ass-men (and -women), de rien. (NSFW, etc.) The nudity is tame, tastleful, and not full frontal (sorry, fanboys). But, like we said, you get to hear a lot of Sarstedt's beautiful UK chart-topper from '69.

Earlier this year, the R&R HOF welcomed R.E.M., Van Halen, Patti Smith, Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five, and the Ronettes to its hallowed Cleveland digs, and the time has come to announce the shortlist for next year's induction ceremony. We laid out a nearly comprehensive list of those eligible a few months back, which included the estimable and worthy likes of Joan Jett, Def Leppard, Alice Cooper, Cocteau Twins, Heart, Deep Purple, Duran Duran, Pat Benatar, Rush, Yes, Genesis, ELO. So who among them made the cut?

By now you've heard of the recent rash of net hijinx involving Radiohead, enough to keep the busy bees at atease buzzing for the past week or so. But for how much of it is Radiohead personally responsible? Whatever's turning up on deadairspace is coming from the band at least, and apparently they're communicating some sort of message with odd, square shaped symbols. NME says fans have cracked the code, and it goes a little something like this:

September 20: YES WE ARE STILL ALIVE
September 21: BLINK YOUR EYES ONE FOR YES TWO FOR NO CODE CODE CODE
September 22: PLAUSIBLE DENIABILITY
September 22: XENDLESS
September 23: MIGHT NOT OPERATE PROPERLY
September 24: A FLATLINE WE ARE IN A MEETING
September 25: CONSIDERING DISSEMINATION
September 25: SEMAPHORE ELEMENTS
September 26: MARCH WAX

That last meessage could be hinting at release date, and maybe that they've settled on a label (Wax or Earwax Records?). Either way, that uncertainty's probably feeding the frenzy over the other round of 'netty speculation regarding the recently launched URL RadioheadLP7.com, a mysterious site which has had its authenticity denied by band management. Understandably, ateaseweb's been sleuthing this through, and last night shit went from having an uncrackable login/password prompt to a big ol' doomsday clock, counting down to 9AM EST at which point ... who knows what the fuck happens. 'Cause really ... this thing's gotta be a hoax. Let us count the ways:

Mama always said, In indie rock, as in life, it's all about having good Friends, and nobody in the game seems BFFer than Beirut + Grizzly Bear these days. A few weeks ago we got to hear Ambassador Condon's contribution to the Grizzly canon on the ethereal-then-bombastic retooling of "Alligator" (from the band's forthcoming EP), and here Mr. Droste returns the favor, subbing for Zach on the Flying Club Cup track "Cliquot"'s lead vocal line, Condon complimenting on harmony before taking over at the cut's major modulation. The long corridor walk-up, the sepia-toned cinematography, the whirling dervish penultimate moment ... yep, could only be the fabulous La Blogothèque crew.

Is it too early to call Marty's forthcoming Rolling Stone's documentary an abomination? 'Cause we already did. But we're all about redemption, and today reports come of a project should bring back Scorsese back into our rock-doc good graces:

Now that we've all had a chance to stream Bruce's new one, let's get down to it: There is something Magic about Springsteen when he teams with the E Street Band. There's been plenty of magic when he goes it alone (see Nebraska, etc.), but on the other side of things, for instance, it remains difficult shaking a lackluster, somehow sad performance by Clarence Clemons at a rainy Trenton State Fair ten or so years ago (unless memory's playing tricks, he was wearing a long leather trench coat). The point? Bruce can go it alone just fine, but he's a brilliant director, who gets these players to articulate his vision, bringing out their strengths and helping us forget their weaknesses. Plus, it's always fun watching them interact, lean into each other for a chorus ... just that friendship, and time spent together in the studio and on stages. These guys and gal have been playing together so long, it's fun (and easy) to find the echoes. Pair "Livin' In The Future" with "Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out." Here, there's a taste of blood on a tongue, lots of "darlin'," and Clemens's sax solo hits like a gorgeous memory. Same goes for that redolent piano at the beginning of "I'll Work For You Love"...

Expected to be blown away, by Björk on Monday at MSG, and of course we were blown away by Björk on Monday at MSG. But next to a bananas afterparty, the night offered much more than a chance to reaffirm our Björk worship: A chance to see our latest obsession, Brooklyn's Santogold. A lot of you guys may know her from the interweb, but as she mentioned onstage at Madison Square, "I don't even have any music you can buy yet! Björk picked us up and is making it happen." (Also it was her 21st, so there was lots of Happy Birthday singing all night. Yay for feel-good stories.) So for the folks that haven't yet heard, Santogold is the shit. Think M.I.A. x Spank Rock, which makes sense 'cause they have a lot of the same folks in common. Like Switch -- who produced cuts on Kala as well as Santi's forthcoming debut -- and Diplo, who's twiddled both their knobs, some more intimately than others. Surprising how well she played to the MSG crowd, bringing Naeem (aka Spank) out on Santogold cut "Shove It," an infectious dub cut letting Santi's show flow and singing chops, and keeping Diplo out on stage for the full set while he did his sound manipulating bit.

Great set, followed by something even more special at the "official" afterparty at Rebel: a full set of Santogold 'n' Spank Rock, doing the full Bangers & Cash EP we've been breathlessly going on about, as well as cuts of their own catalogues. Amanda Blank was there, too, making "B.O.O.T.A.Y." (featuring both ladies) and "Loose" (just Amanda). Quite the birthday celebration for Santi, kids going nuts, sweaty floor full of gropers and grinders, dancing 'til way past our bedtime. Anyway, if you haven't already, dig into her Gold soundz (you'll find bomb tracks "Creator" and the Switch remix of "You'll Find A Way" at MySpace). No name or release date for the LP yet, but we will most definitely keep you posted.

There was a random-face factor going at Rebel, too. Don't ask us how or why, but Andrew WK was there, so here's a shot of him filming some sort of video bit involving a big bearded dude and a girl in a bikini. Because why not.

We like to wait 'til we've got a full record to play with before whipping out the BTW brand, but one listen of the masterful pop composition "Second Chance" sealed 23-year-old Liam Finn's fate with no need for second chances, or guesses. On his debut LP, the Kiwi takes all the writing credits and most of the musical ones, too, a one-man band approach apparently he recreates during his heralded live gigs, jumping from bass and guitar loops to the drums and back to the mic. Didn't realize it at the time, but we saw him at Coachella, on stage with Crowded House. Nice gig, but there was a bit of nepotism to Liam's securing that slot (note the last name). Royal rock pedigree, but more than just the name Liam got his pop Neil's songcrafting genes.

Phosphorescent - At Death, a Proclamation.

No one ever likes being told that they've got a lot of potential. All that ever means is that you're not as awesome as you could be. For me, that's not so much a motivating factor because it's just a reminder that I'm probably letting people down. But I will admit to always feeling that Matthew Houck's Phosphorescent never quite lived up to their potential. I know. It's an awful thing to say, but it's just how it was. Friends had always tried to convince me of his relative greatness, but it was never quite enough.

But now we have his new album, Pride.

And I take back what I said. They've done it. I don't know where it came from or how they did it -- what changed between the last album and this one. A confident voice has emerged, a musical vision. It's all fallen into place and in eight short songs they completely blow me away. Though it is the shortest on the album, At Death, A Proclamation is my favorite, followed closely by Wolves.

You can hear the tape machine crackling and hissing in the background, giving quiet mechanical life to a song about death. The machine rangles in all the voices, epic in scope and scale, heartbreaking in their harmonic rise. A reedy organ fills what few gaps remain while drums thin as rice paper keep time for the army of Matthew Houcks marching to heaven. In one minute and fifty three seconds Phosphorescent announces its arrival, plants its flag firmly, and just as quickly retreats.

After years of teasing me with mostly good albums and one excellent EP, Phosphorescent has finally come into its own and created a complete masterpiece. Pride is easily in the running for top ten of the year. It's always a joy when a band finally delivers on the promise of great things. The album isn't available until the 23rd of October from our good friends at Dead Oceans, but it's definitely worth the wait. Highly recommended.

Tanner Ross & Kilowatts - Kruger Fingers

Tonight is another edition of the Dirtybird residency at westside hotspot APT. Dirtybird, the San Francisco-based label run by white-hot Claude VonStroke, has been doing a monthly party at APT since the start of the summer. The parties are usually off the hook and banging, and it is in the basement, where the bassbins make people's drinks hop off the bar.

Tanner Ross is one of the DJs for tonight's party, along side Claude VonStroke and Christian Martin. Ross is the latest Dirtybird signee, as his productions got the attention of Jesse Rose, VonStroke and the other Martin brother, Justin. His work is glitchy, fidget-y, techy and super-banging. Give this track - which sees Ross working with KiloWatts - a listen and see what you think.

Then get your ass over to APT tonight.