Martin Lloyd Howard’s “Selene” opens like the soft lifting of a curtain in a darkened room, revealing not a scene but a mood. The piece unfolds at its own unhurried pace, built on delicacy rather than drama, and immediately sets itself apart by how little it tries to prove. Instead of dazzling with technique, it invites you into a hushed emotional space where every pause feels as meaningful as the notes themselves. The guitar tone is the true narrator here. Played on a vinta

K6R6NZ6N emerges from Barcelona not as a musician in the traditional sense, but as a force compressing multiple fractured impulses into a single volatile signal. The project doesn’t chase hooks or familiar shapes; it engineers discomfort with clinical intent, shaping chaos with digital exactness. This isn’t about entertainment it’s about collision, about turning sound into a psychological provocation that refuses to let the listener remain passive. War Against Reality , the

Emerging from Quebec with a concept that refuses tidy labels, Foxy Leopard feels less like a band and more like a thought experiment given breath. The project lives in a strange, compelling middle zone where human vulnerability meets algorithmic transformation, turning raw emotion into something uncanny yet familiar. Even the name signals its philosophy an invented creature for an invented process and that surreal foundation becomes the lens through which every release shoul

Giuseppe Cucé’s 21grammi doesn’t arrive with spectacle; it seeps in, carrying the weight of someone who has taken the long way through their own thoughts. The album unfolds at a measured pace, trusting stillness as much as sound, and that patience becomes its defining feature. From the outset you sense that these tracks weren’t written to impress, but to unburden each phrase shaped by reflection rather than ambition. Throughout the record, Cucé navigates a delicate emotional