Lynsey Tibbs. Royston, England. Sounds like the beginning of a particularly charming British mystery novel, doesn't it? Except instead of a whodunit, we have a what-is-it. And "Hold Me Close," Tibbs' new single, is most definitely a what-is-it. A delightful one, mind you. https://open.spotify.com/album/1TYMGZOnQYSdWX218aSmNk?si=stC74-PqRwmJIUsXojdmJg The song, crafted with Keir More (instrumentation, structure, co-writer – hats off to collaborative synergy!), plunges you headfirst into the deep end...

Some songs feel like opening a message you were never meant to read. Agnes Fred's 'After Death' has that private charge, the kind that makes you lower the volume even when you are alone. It is small, strange, and heavy in a way that sneaks up on you. No fireworks. No dramatic chest beating. The track simply appears, pale and close, then leaves a mark...