So, Vadim Militsin’s Logica Abstracta project delivers “Amber”. Four tracks of pure ambient drift. No rhythmic anchors, just textures that shimmer and dissolve like heat haze off distant tarmac, or maybe the condensation trail of a plane miles overhead. They call it ‘sonic jewelry’, which feels strangely apt. These aren’t grand, sprawling statements; they’re intricate little things, polished smooth, catching the light in unexpected...

Anton Commissaris. Just the name rolls around in my mouth like a lost piece of candy. "Said, I'm Sorry." A title so straightforward it’s almost a dare. You'd think, wouldn’t you, that saying sorry is easy? But it’s never just a quick dip of the chin, is it? This single plumbs the murkier depths of that little phrase, a confession whispered into the dust...