The music moves you, every song has some sort of emotional effect, which by the end leaves you feeling as if you’ve just completely re-evaluated your existence & are ready to take steps in a new direction.
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The acoustic guitar-driven melody creates a certain tranquility juxtaposed to the threatening line – she disobeyed, now the beast will rise. The lyrics invite curiosity, creating a dark mystery surrounding the characters & the outcome of this rising beast; seemingly the husband.
Dmachi’s single will fill you up for three and a half blissful minutes, until the music drains away – leaving you wistfully wanting more. Prepare for a seductive ear shower amidst this artist’s unique blend of gospel dance pop; no umbrella necessary.
Great vibes a-plenty from The Fell Swoop this rainy Sunday. Straight from the soulful swagger of San Francisco, the band offer classic funk & soul with an added flicker of pop-songwriting; fit to fill the boots of any of history’s funkiest live bands.
Where to start? This song has all the aspects of something you’d blast in your car for hours. Dense story-telling, intense instrumentation, a catchy hook. When the vocalist is not performing, the music never sounds empty or deserted. A lot of releases don’t have that benefit.
Nadel Paris is no stranger to creativity & this song highlights her awareness of what works in pop music, as well as her passion for singing & her desire to promote love & peacefulness. It speaks proudly on behalf of possibility & of enjoying life as much as possible.
This sort of energy & perspective hasn’t made waves in this manner since punk-rock first took over the airwaves & the live scene. The organic, acoustic energy of the band makes for an enjoyably rhythmic & quite delicate take on rat-race angst & unstoppable passion.
New Beat Fund creates something new with this surf hip-pop (my name for this blend) sunny track Surf Style. The single depicts the southern California four-piece in a distinct & quite colorful class of the their own.
Mikaydo produces a banging yet charming original rap adjacent to a nostalgia-inducing ear-worm, making this the perfect song to smoke something purple to (or green I guess) and not drive anywhere. Just listen to this track & imagine you’re in L.A.
Flashback plays like an emergency broadcast, urging listeners to go back to the days when we weren’t isolated or prisoners to our earbuds & tiny screens. It’s a call to come back to the club, to stand next to a real person, to experience the beautiful chaos of live music.
The only thing more powerful than the performance is the writing, and surely the only thing better than listening to Dirty Machine – is seeing them live.
The introduction’s sparkling mix fades into violin strings, oscillating between high & low – hope & despair. The sweet simplicity calls back beginnings, a sort of naive angst present in any childhood (the elation to grow tinged with the fear of obscurity).