Despite having four action verbs in their name, Do Make Say Think never really seem to be in a hurry to get anywhere, wrote a reviewer of the Toronto bands 2002 album, & Yet & Yet. Neither was I when I first heard it in a record-store listening room that same year. It was unlike anything I was listening to at the time, and became a therapeutic contrast to a herky-jerky diet of the Rapture and ESG. The eight-piece ensemble, complete with dueling (or complementary) drummers, creates instrumental jams with the elegance of jazz musicians, gradually pulling your focus right out of your bullshit and into the ether. This is especially true when seeing DMST live. Their music might be slow by pop standards, but the bands dynamism is a force by any. Apostle of Hustle open.