Cautious Clay is bringing R&B into EDM futurism in his new EP Blood Type. The genre of smooth appeals to those who want to swim…
I said it with Marteen, and I repeat it again with Kunzite’s debut Birds Don’t Fly; music is divided. There are those reflecting on sad…
When you think the word “nudes”, it seems dirty. The beauty of nudity, both figuratively and literally, has been tainted by a conception that our…
To reclaim your identity, as a person, is not easy because it means you have to claim your sufferings. Every individual is divided by their…
Anns McClellan feels like another sentimental soldier in the army of artists trying to sincerely analyze self-doubt. It is amazing to see how many artists…
Sometimes, we self-destruct because we are addicted to discomfort. Being “okay” seems too boring, and being happy feels too finite and unstable. Thus, we press…
A stone can be thrown, tossed, kicked, and completely ignored. It lives as one of the smallest, dirtiest aspects of the lagoon or jungle where…
It is hard to believe that Lo Moon is making their debut. They are one of the those bands that have a “forever effect”, which…
You always hear that the best thing you can give someone is the truth. Whether that is true is debatable, but, for FRIGS’ front-woman Bria…
Calamity The Kid are an LA trio aiming to bring an ornate, indie rock style to combat is Millennial depression. While previous, American generations “seemed”…
Emael’s Glasswork is, literally, like its title. Each track feels like glass being molded by the stringed ambers of humanity’s fiery spirit. Sometimes, I really…
Negash Ali can SPIT A RHYME! His flows feel as instantly legendary as Kanye’s College Dropout, Eminem’s Marshall Mathers LP, or Nas’ Stillmatic. You know…
Marlon Williams is a refreshing, old soul. He sings to modern relationships and their complexities as if he were a 1950’s pop artist. In his…
A poem is a metered verse meant to imagine and elaborate the essence of humanity. Its rhythm is actually a bounce-pad for its comments on…
If darkness could have a lyrical dance, it would be to Loma’s self-titled debut. You simply imagine a black orb swindling and swinging throughout every…