Listening to Creative Vibrations’ new album, “Sunday Bummer”, feels a lot like the ailment it’s named for. It’s not an abrupt sadness, but a slow, creeping realization that the weekend’s flimsy sanctuary is dissolving. It’s the color of the sky turning from blue to a kind of industrial grey, the feeling of putting on work shoes that have spent two days forgetting the shape...

Listening to Zov.yay’s new single, “No Watches,” is like catching yourself forgetting what day of the week it is, and then deciding you quite like it. There’s a distinct feeling of unshouldering here, a shedding of temporal anxiety. Zov.yay’s flow is less a performance and more a conversation you’ve walked into, a comfortable, self-assured account of having arrived somewhere important without having watched the...