Listening to Chelsea Rebecca’s new single, “Little Girl”, is like finding a devastatingly honest diary entry tucked inside a brightly-coloured travel guide for a city you’ll never visit. It begins with the expected folk-pop intimacy: Rebecca’s silky voice sketching a scene so close it feels confidential. But the intimacy is a feint. This isn’t a quaint room for quiet reflection; it's a cage with...

When the Malaga-based duo My State unleashed "Its Whatever", I half-expected my speakers to start smoking—or at least demand an apology for the sudden surge in voltage. It is rare to hear a track that captures the precise auditory frequency of snapping a pencil in half out of sheer frustration, but here we are. This isn't polite radio fodder. It is high-octane pop-rock that forgot...