After the most successful anti-PR campaign since Godspeed You Black Emperor! (interviews refused, no web presence), mystique-cloaked Mancunian collective Wu Lyf have gone legit, made a website, and even released a record.
It's rather fine: epic rock in an Arcade Fire vein, with Ellery Roberts switching between a Tom Waits drunken slur and an impassioned roar. When "We Bros" or "Dirt" is closing Glasto, their mystique will be gone for good. By then, they probably won't care.