There’s a strange comfort in calling your personal disaster a fairytale, and Jeremy Ryan’s new single, “My Fairytale,” lives entirely in that conflicted space. This isn't the storybook of our youth; it's the grim, dog-eared version one finds in a dusty attic, its moral hopelessly smudged. https://open.spotify.com/track/0qn6YtxVNcUmPZhjwxoCIb?si=ac355c4e77274635 Ryan sings of a rainbow devoid of its colors, an idea that for a moment made me think of...

Wolfgang Webb's "The Lost Boy" arrived not so much as a collection of tracks, but as a sonic correspondence from a place where streetlights hum with Kraftwerk’s ghost and the shadows dance to a trip-hop beat. This is music conceived in the wee small hours, carrying that particular clarity – or perhaps, exquisite exhaustion – of a world stripped bare by moonlight. His past...