Crozier's new single, "The Dream," has arrived, and it’s rather like finding a surprisingly vibrant, yet faintly melancholy, postcard tucked inside an old, dog-eared travel guide for a country that might not even exist anymore. There’s an undeniable jauntiness to its classic rock bones – you can hear the phantom limb of a Wilbury shuffle in its gait, perhaps a smidge of early Kinks-ian...

BRUCK'LYN, the former corporate titan turned progressive house maestro, has dropped "Moonshot," an instrumental track that's less about lunar landings and more about an inner space voyage. Why do pigeons always seem to know where they're going? Anyway, BRUCK'LYN seems to be directing us towards our own navigational prowess, through sound. https://open.spotify.com/track/5JProTd7nCXRCoVZFtRlNn?si=bAfv2DJBQE2t4SoXF5K1RA "Moonshot" builds slowly. Not like waiting for a particularly stubborn microwave meal to heat...