Ian Ureta

Omnesia’s take on “Dirty Love” isn’t just a cover so much as it is a controlled detonation of Frank Zappa’s original spirit, rebuilt with modern tools and a deliberately unstable sense of identity. Where Zappa’s version was sleazy, satirical, and knowingly grotesque, Omnesia approach the song like a piece of “future vintage” art; something dug […]

“Fire Escape” feels like the musical equivalent of standing on your apartment balcony at 2 a.m., staring at nothing in particular, and suddenly realizing you might be okay. Not fixed, not magically transformed into a better version of yourself, but okay enough to keep going. That quiet, hard-earned reassurance is the emotional center of Cooper

There’s something quietly audacious about releasing a song called “The Crow” and then opening it like you’re trying to resurrect the emotional gravity of a lost Roy Orbison ballad. Arn-Identified Flying Objects and Alien Friends doesn’t just flirt with that lineage; it commits to it fully, leaning into melodrama, loneliness, and old-school romantic despair with

Intercontinen7al has always been less of a band and more of a science experiment that accidentally produced real songs. Their entire premise of “what if musicians from every continent tried to make something together without ever standing in the same room?” began as a lockdown hobby and somehow escalated into a four-year, globe-spanning collaboration involving

“Sweet Melodies” is ViperSnatch’s first single in over a year, and it crashes through the silence like someone finally losing patience with being polite about their heartbreak. It’s a breakup song, yes, but not the “staring quietly at rain” kind; more like the kind where you slam the door so hard the drywall flinches. Written

There’s a delightful absurdity in how “Game of Love” even exists. On paper, it sounds like the setup for a logistical disaster: Michellar recording in San Francisco, Rad Datsun chiming in from Minneapolis and then just to keep things interesting, the whole thing being fed across the world to a Romanian producer named Marius Alexandru,

“Up Brown” is one of those songs that doesn’t politely knock on your door so much as slip in through the emotional cat flap you forgot you even had. It’s atmospheric indie-pop at its most deceptively delicate: a soft, melancholic little ghost drifting through warm guitar textures and whispered refrains, quietly rearranging the furniture in

“Shout!” is the kind of song that feels like it escaped from a parallel universe where the pandemic didn’t crush everyone’s soul; it merely mildly inconvenienced a group of overachieving musicians who decided to respond by becoming even funkier. What’s immediately obvious is that d’Z the artist behind the composition, arrangement, and production of “Shout!”