I saw a pigeon wearing a tiny top hat yesterday. It has absolutely nothing to do with Rich Allen's new single, "No Pinks", but, honestly, what does? The song unravels like a worn photograph, the edges blurry with regret, a silent conversation shouted in the spaces between plucked guitar strings. Allen, known around Tampa for his poignant songwriting, digs deep, like a fossil hunter...

Waiting for help can quietly become a way of delaying a decision. Rami takes that uneasy idea and gives it a clean, personal focus on “Save Myself,”. Classified as pop, art pop, and cinematic pop, the record begins with the feeling of being lost and unsure of what comes next. Its answer is not a sudden outside intervention. RAMI’s central idea is simpler and harder: the...