Today marks the first of November, so therefore the next major globally-celebrated festival is Christmas. If you work in a department store or anywhere else that has a CD player connected to a tannoy, expect to hear endless Christmas songs being belted in to your brain non-stop for the next two months.

Although Noddy Holder must love this time of year, chances are if you're not him you probably won't. But do not despair; we will not be showcasing tacky cash-in Christmas records that are released just in time for Christmas. Instead, we still aim to bring you unique-sounding artists that are sadly not getting the attention they are worthy of. Hopefully our mini-reviews will inspire someone out there to invest in some undiscovered musical talent. This week we focus our attention on the London based The Real Tuesday Weld.

OK, we're gonna try and badly set this week's MySpace Trawl band to reflect what's going on around us. If we look out the window we'll see that the leaves are starting to peel off the trees and change to their various autumn colours of reds, golds and murky greens.

Ooh, it's almost depressing knowing that the nights are going to get here quicker and we'll be freezing our socks off trying to get home via the long commute from the office. It doesn't make for the best of times. What we need is some moody ambient music to help us battle through these dark evenings so we can quickly warm our hands on a nice hot cup of tea while settling down by the fire. That is unless if the gas company haven't cut you off like they have done with us. Anyway - Kwoon!

Despite this feature running for God knows how long and covering all sorts of odd and colourful musical genres, we have sadly been neglecting something quite big - female solo artists. Now it’s not because hecklerspray hates women or anything.

Hell, we love women so much that Thursday afternoons at our HQ are 'bring favourite pole dancer/ female vagrant to work' time. Unfortunately, there has never been anything that has ever really inspired us on the female solo artist scene. Hooray for people like Regina Spektor and Kate Nash who are different, but they're big enough without us writing about them. Other massive female artists include KT Tunstall and - if you’re an American - Reba McEntire, but you don't need an explanation about why we don't write about them. However, we are relieved to have found a female artist with a no holds barred attitude to what she’s doing. M.I.A.

It’s time again to dip our fingers into the world of MySpace music and try to find something of real quality. In some respects, a lot of stuff on MySpace is almost like going down the car boot sale. Tons of stuff looks really attractive, but when you look closer it’s either a knock-off or knackered. What, you mean you can’t buy a Rolex watch for £5! This is what MySpace is like.

Lots of people send us messages like “Yo dude, you may not have heard of me, but people say I’m really good and just like Oasis/Blur/Kaiser Chiefs.” It almost makes us cry when we see they're just a horrible clone of someone like Oasis with a slightly-altered Wonderwall with a slightly-altered chord arrangement. While we find a lot of bands doing the same stuff, sometimes we miss out on artists doing better than someone in the same field. Just like M83. 

Once again MySpace Trawl is here again to help you discover the most interesting and different sounding music out there, be it a group off old men beating bits of metal off generators to people doing odd things with children’s toys, it’s all good to us. 

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MySpace Trawl returns from its brief holiday to hopefully bring you some exciting music that will make you really hip and cool amongst your peers.

We still get spammed with utterly dire shite musical crap on a freakishly regular basis that quite frankly is an embarrassment to the word music. However, we do sometimes shed a tear when we discover something that hasn’t been influenced by the other 3,563 bands that are all doing exactly the same thing. It's good to see that this week's choice band We Are Meg have some balls and are doing something different. Well, we’re sure Meg personally doesn’t have balls because, er, that would make her a him. Oh shit, this is getting out of hand. So let’s quickly clear this up from our dodgy introduction - no members of We Are Meg are pre-op transsexuals. We think. Ahem, anyway - We Are Meg are named after an irritating black cat, apparently.

MySpace Trawl is one of the few music features not about sucking corporate cock and promoting certain bands because we’re told to.

This is one of the rare features where we sift through all the crap on the internet to bring you the best stuff we can find. For the year and a bit we’ve been doing

Most musical genres have roots that are easy to trace. Take hip-hop for example; the nasty white folk wouldn’t let black people in to their discos, so they went off went and did their own thing. Slowly, hip-hop grew and spread like a disease across the world and that's where we are today.  

Some musical genres, though, don’t really have original roots that can be traced back to a founder. Post rock is such a thing; it comes from all over the world, has a strong underground following a fuzzy beginnings. Even though it’s probably our ignorance, we've yet to find a strong British act that rivals some of the better foreign post rock artists. Guess what? We think we’ve found one in Codes In The Clouds.