New Music

Imagine the sticky floor of a basement show in the Midwest where the humidity is high and the volume is higher. Be The Young grabs that specific lightning in a bottle on their new track Best Intentions and it hits with the force of a forgotten summer memory. The song starts with a drum fill […]

Nic Palmer lets a room breathe on Look Dad I’m a Rockstar and you can practically smell the stale coffee and heated vacuum tubes. The choice to track this with a living and breathing ensemble gives it a jagged edge and a raw immediacy that most bedroom-produced pop-punk lacks because the drums don’t follow a grid and

“Bishop Takes Queen bottles the electricity of a summer sky and turns it into a relentless indie rock anthem.” There is a jagged restlessness in the opening chords of Storms that feels like watching a fuse burn toward a barrel of gunpowder. Bishop Takes Queen has managed to bottle the specific anxiety of a summer

Australian rock has always carried a specific brand of reckless optimism and Calling May taps directly into that vein with their latest track “Say It” which feels like the first warm day of summer. The song kicks off with a surge of energy that refuses to let go and it reminds me of why we

There is a jagged and frantic pulse coming out of Cornwall right now but nothing hits with the same high-octane precision as Kerosene Cocktail on their blistering new single Polaroids. It sounds like the moment when a basement show spills out into the street and the air smells like ocean salt and cheap beer because

There is a specific kind of desperation that only lives on a phone screen at 3 AM when the blue light hits your face and you know you are making the exact same mistake for the third time this month. KD Malavic understands this wreckage perfectly and his track ‘Nothing’ is the anthem for everyone

CHXSNG STXRS finds a way to make the void feel welcoming on Embrace by weaving a thread of hope through a backdrop of midnight synths and heavy bass. It feels like the first breath of cold air when you walk out of a crowded club at 3 AM because the air is heavy yet oddly

“A!MS orchestrates a masterclass in collaboration that bridges the gap between old-school So Solid grit and the high-gloss future of the London scene.” A!MS pulls off a masterstroke of casting on Wait What by corralling the kind of heavy hitters that usually only meet on award show red carpets but here they sound like a