I don’t know who the people behind OpCritical actually are, but their furious debut single "Not My America" hits with the blinding, aggressive clarity of a panic attack on a collapsing bridge. They’ve intentionally kept their identities hidden, claiming the members don't matter, only the message. And that message is absolutely dripping with exhaustion. https://open.spotify.com/album/3oSp8znP2ZplaOlGWAd8XR?si=47c49b602c7c4680 The track is a blistering, skate-punk barrage. Fast-paced, heavily distorted sonic...

Silja Rós sends us “Letters from my past,” and it’s as if one has been handed a velvet pouch of smoothed sea glass, each piece a shard of memory polished by time. Listening feels like sorting through them, the Icelandic musician’s neo-soul and pop songwriting unfurling narratives from what must be deeply personal old diaries. There’s an intimacy here akin to deciphering faded ink...