In early 2008, Facing New York found itself in the midst of an almost monastic paring down. The once five-manned modern prog powerhouse had become three, sharing meals and sleeping on the same floor of an old Berkeley homestead. Throwing their anxieties into the face of the mid-twenties tumult, they filled the blank spots of old members with new loves (Steve Reich and Fela Kuti), and hit the studio renewed: three solid dudes scratching at their collective, imperfect core. The resulting album makes no apologies for the truths they discovered the humor, the confusion, the musicality, the masculinity, the ceaseless groove and the sum of these parts is more than a rebirth. In both title and content, this is FNY’s long-awaited mission statement: Get Hot.