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...

She Becomes’ new single, “Necromancer”, has left me thinking less about music and more about the strange inscriptions one finds on very old gravestones. It’s a track that hangs in the air like November fog, built on guitars that feel like they’ve been dragged through damp, loamy soil and a bassline that has the coiled-up energy of a minor character in a Brontë novel,...