Incredibly loud and incredibly intense blues-prog are two apt descriptors used describe the music of Caltrop in this week’s Independent Weekly. It’s true that I pounded on the front door of their practice space for some time before giving up and walking around the backside to see if there was another way in. Even through two walls, the music was really loud, but still amazingly nuanced and enjoyable. They’re about to release their second LP, which carries one of the best titles I’ve heard in a while, Ten Million Years and Eight Minutes, on the local label Holidays for Quince. Pick up a solid pair of earplugs and check ‘em out if you’re in the area. Better yet, buy the album, open the windows and give your neighbor another reason to dash off a long and convoluted diatribe about the decline of common decency and respect on the neighborhood listserv. They might even put it in ALL CAPS.