Anthony Winters, a Philly-rooted solo artist… "Caviar Pancakes." The title alone sets my brain on a low simmer. What even is that? A breakfast for the bewildered billionaire? It’s Alt Pop, supposedly, but the concept feels like it was hatched during a fever dream after watching too many Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. https://open.spotify.com/track/0LTecv5kFduyJJE2x0TzuP?si=05d9a1e9a46d4d1b The central message isn't exactly subtle, is it? Winters isn't holding...

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...