There are songs that sound like a place, and then there’s Neil Potter’s "Música El Idioma Del Amor," which sounds like a specific time of day in a specific place you’ve never been. It’s a curious creation, a sonic postcard from a parallel-universe Seville where the flamenco guitarist and the local rock progressive have decided to build something new on a foundation of pure...

Consequential, hailing from Bury St. Edmunds, England, those folks decided to put out some electricity- they’re calling this electricity, “Down”. A single. Pure instrumental. You know, sometimes I think instrumental tracks are like staring at a Rorschach test made of sound. What do you see? Or, rather, feel? https://open.spotify.com/track/7pGKTKxCQfbhm7SGSrmpAr?si=8ee8c6cea2164b2d Because "Down," is all about feeling. This isn't background music for folding laundry. No, This is music...