Month: March 2021

From the speakeasy watering holes of Merrion Row to the electric atmosphere of Vicar Street, the bushy tailed Dublin-duo have orchestrated a melancholic tale of a cursory dalliance veiled in a vertical tricolour of green, white & orange. Ahhh Molly. A name of Hebrew origin meaning “bitter”, equivalent to the

With the sodden Scottish rain between its teeth, industrial hip-hop has undergone a sizzling transformation in this frank introduction to the memoirs of an outré perfectionist. Fizzy Milk, not quite an oxymoron but a vivid piece of imagery nonetheless. While entirely possible, injecting C02 into a pasteurised concoction of cow

Unlocking the door to his own vivid utopia, the native Geordie pores on the rudiments of human relationships and our innate ability to transcend to the swaying rushes of the Elysian fields. Paradisiacal notions come in many forms. From the contentment of sipping mojitos in your sun-kissed chateaux, to the

Like the sweetness of an Australian Chardonnay and the free-spoken simplicity of a Sauvignon Blanc, the London-based multi-instrumentalist has raised a crisp and refreshing glass to the night owls among us. Eventide, the most magical and visionary of all hours. As the diffused light of the veiled sun scatters rays

The Argentinian multi-instrumentalist has devoured his pie in the sky in this vibrantly eclectic tale of mechanical autonomy and one man’s intergalactic mission for communication. From the aforementioned synopsis, you could be led to believe that the man behind the moniker is one eccentrically progressive character; and you’d have hit

From the hardfaced bouncers that govern the success of our alcohol-fuelled nights out, to the over-zealous tenacity of a shrieking drill sergeant, we all have a soft side. It’s a subconscious part of our psyche that many choose to leave subdued, and yet the stigma around it has undergone a

Vancouver’s eccentric mavericks have thrown the metaphorical toys out of the pram, returning to the fore with their exhilarating blend of fuzzy and off-kilter punk rock. When you think of Canada, you’re drawn to it’s natural beauty, the abundance of wildlife that scuttle unhindered across miles of spellbindingly isolated roads.

Playing on the naivety of adolescence, the dutch duo have administered a sumptuous dose of dream-pop in this glistening tale of denial and contemplation. Soul-searching. We’ve all done it, even if we won’t admit it to ourselves. In some instances it’s used to reclaim the person we once were, in

Drenched in sulky shades of 90’s grunge, the art-rock sensation has thrown caution to the wind in this beautifully cathartic release of claustrophobic irritability. The feeling of isolation has almost become a visceral emotion, an exhausting response to an enforced sense of cabin fever. Like a department store mannequin, Allum

The Brighton quartet have explored the unmerciful clutches of an anti-utopia in this eerily enchanting slice of alternative-rock. Take the fantastical gloom of Radiohead’s opus In Rainbows, the neuroticism of Yorkes lyricism romanticising the intricacy of the human mind. Now throw in the transcendence and mainstream appeal of Coldplay’s Parachutes