Remy Smith’s "Short Ride Down" arrived not with a crash, but with the insistent hum of fluorescent lights in a waiting room you can’t quite leave. This slice of indie rock, edged with the introspection of folk, doesn't just sing about the Los Angeles hustle; it smells faintly of studio air conditioning and the specific anxiety of knowing your smile is part of the...

Before a guitar chord can become an argument, it usually begins as a private disturbance. A television flickers in a locked-down room. A former sailor sees an old enemy image placed beside a strange public gesture of peace. That is the uneasy ground beneath "War Killer," the Reetoxa and it gives the track its charge: not polish for its own sake, but a human reaction...