Single: LAPÊCHE – Double Knotted
If you love the offbeat charm of indie and the bombast of stadium rock, don’t tie yourself in knots looking for your next favourite tune – it’s right here!
If you love the offbeat charm of indie and the bombast of stadium rock, don’t tie yourself in knots looking for your next favourite tune – it’s right here!
An ethereal, nostalgic shoe gaze track haunted by echoes, Big Cove’s “Matchsticks” transports you to an otherworldly place.
“IceBreaker” finds the good in bad people and the bad in good ones, and it sounds like you’re standing front row while it does.
Britain’s best-kept songwriting secret returns with a tender and witty acoustic number, ably assisted by an assorted cast of talented helpers.
We’ve all chased the thing that was supposed to make us happy, only to find another one waiting behind it. “Soon” turns that endless chase into a song.
The lush production keeps the immediacy of an actual for-real rock band, which is more rare than it ought to be.
Written in a basement but built for a rave in the middle of nowhere, “Afterglow” would have you dancing until you don’t feel anything else.
Ever wish you could meet someone again for the first time and do it right? “Take the Blame” sings that wish out loud, and it sounds as soft and sad as it feels.
He sings a love spell into the world and hopes she hears it, “Out For Blood” makes you believe in the magic of love.
The Manchester-based songwriter drops an introspective single with indie-emo-folk flair, which talks to the past and reflects on a mental health journey.
Some songs tell you a story. This one just lets you sit inside a feeling, written by someone who says half these words are true and the other half are just words.
Portland punk/power-pop band Laughing About Nothing turn a pet-sitting gig into a loud, chaotic, and affectionate ode to a very serious cat.
Mannequin Flowers’ new single embodies the visceral feeling of something holding you in, coating you and seeping through your cells.
Silence by Sonny Casey is a slowburn, intricate yet sparse folksy retelling of a childhood that left more bullet holes in its wake than it ever bore a sense of being cared for in earnest.
This lifts you up and tickles your senses into submission. It’s fun, it’s catchy, and it’s so effervescent that it feels alive.
In his return to music after a brief hiatus, Chuck Gibson ties his love for “eccentric weird-kid alt-pop” into his everyday life in order to better flow his bliss.
“Eyes Wide Shut” lives in that paradise where there’s no right or wrong. It’s soft and hazy, just like the moment right before you fall asleep.
There’s a kind of joy running through “Magnolias,” the specific kind of joy you feel when you’re finally far away from something that used to hold you down.
“Safe And Sound” sounds like it was recorded in an empty parking garage at 3am, dreamy, echoing, and strangely beautiful.