Listening to John Keenan’s “Wreckage of the Past” feels like being handed the audio diary of a ghost who is not yet dead. This is an 18-song excavation of a psyche at war, made all the more intense by the knowledge that Keenan is the sole architect—producer, writer, mixer, and tormented protagonist. The whole project has the hermetically sealed, slightly feverish quality of a...

Listening to Rewind The Mind's new single, "Come On With Me," is like being pulled into a room where the air itself is the color of marmalade. This Brighton outfit builds a foundation that’s both impossibly tight and wonderfully languid; the bassline functions less as an instrument and more as the steady, reliable metronome of your hips, while clean horns slice through the haze....