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Still Loading the Van, Still Believing There’s something beautifully stubborn about The Fades. A four-piece from South West London, hurling their sound like a Molotov of post-punk, garage rock, and indie chaos into the noise void. Fully aware it might echo back as silence. And yet, they keep showing up. Sweating on pub stages, hauling amps into corners of the UK you won’t find on any music blog, because that’s […]
The Tune That Walked In Just Like That I wasn’t exactly looking for a new track when Wholly You by Jon Gold showed up. I had tabs open, deadlines breathing down my neck, and a half-drunk tea gone cold beside me. Still, something about that title made me click play. Everything felt natural - the rhythm, the phrasing, even the way the melody unfolded without rushing. It had a pulse, […]
Freud, Harpsichords, and Purple Trains There’s something uncomfortably human about dreams. That weird, disjointed cinema of the subconscious where you’re chasing purple trains or being flipped off by Al Gore. Most of us wake up, shake it off, and go make coffee. But Noel David? He turns it into music. Hey Dr. Freud is the closer to Leon’s Imagination, an album named after his own mirror-self. Leon being Noel spelled […]
Angel Haniel's Clearing: Karen Salicath's Morning Gift from the Other Side There are songs that are written, songs that are produced, and then there are songs that just arrive. Angel Haniel’s Clearing by Karen Salicath is one of those rare ones. A piece that came fully formed, as if waiting to be heard, waiting for someone to listen. Released on July 11, this song it slows things down and offers […]
Proklaim - One Voice That Knows Its Roots When I hit play on Creepin/Further, it felt less like a single and more like a direct transmission from a studio somewhere in Windhoek. One of those places where walls remember lyrics and cables still smell like yesterday’s session. It lands as it is. Straightforward, but not empty. Just focused, poured straight into a mic and sealed with instinct. Sometimes that’s all […]
A Lullaby You Don’t Want to End Some songs feel like conversations I’ve had in my head. Maybe that's why Holy - the latest release by Jacre and Lucie Glang - made me stop what I was doing and just sit there for a while. A lullaby that tiptoes in and just... stays. I’ve written about Jacre before - usually feeling this tug, this softness that got under my skin, […]
Back-to-back like it’s schoolyard business I don’t know what you’re doing when you press play on a new rap track. Maybe you’re half-checking emails, maybe you’re staring at your ceiling waiting for some God-tier beat to land and save your day. But I hit play on BMT and immediately got that old-school pulse in the chest. No dramatic intro, no mood-setting hook, just two voices cracking knuckles. They showed up […]
I wasn’t deep into rock twenty or thirty years ago. Still, I always felt connected to it - my first job was in radio, and I've stuck with it ever since, for more than 25 years now. Over time, I’ve learned to love them all, one riff and one story at a time. And today, I find myself shifting from celebrating yet another rock release… to mourning the passing of […]
STREET FIGHTS, SWEAT, AND ‘WHISKEY QUEEN’ A handshake’s a nice idea - until it isn’t. You don’t show up to a Casket Rats gig expecting manners. You come for the punch, the growl, the boots planted firm in dirty basement stages while amps bleed through the drywall. And Whiskey Queen, the latest riot from Boston’s hard rock ruffians, is just that: a sweaty, full-throttle blitz of riffs and grit, served […]
AMAPIANO, AFTER DARK, AND THAT WEIRDLY FEELING There’s this moment - usually somewhere between your last drink and that split second before your body gives in - where your brain drifts into a half-dream. That’s where I landed when I hit play on TWILIGHT (Sp Deville Remix) by Leonie Sherif. One second in and I’m already floating somewhere between incense smoke and London pavement. Familiar and surreal. The bass moves […]
A Piano, A Goodbye, and A Good Song Three years. That’s how long it took for MICALL's Have A Home to be born. Not from convenience or a sound pack loop, but from sweat, sentiment, and a grand piano. I’ve listened to hundreds of songs that aim for the heart and barely graze it. I skipped them. But this one lives there. MICALL lives in Los Angeles, but her music […]
When Legacy Doesn’t Pay the Bills You’d think having a famous last name might open all the right doors. Red carpets. Champagne. A spot in the front pew of country music’s sacred circle. But no. Cali Tucker’s latest release Last Name is not the story of riding coattails. It’s the story of standing on stage with your own damn boots, whether or not the crowd claps. And that, my friends, […]
