Listening to Amy Jay’s latest album "MNEMONICS" is a bit like discovering a stack of sticky notes you wrote to yourself during a fever dream, only to find they make perfect, terrifying sense in the cold light of a Tuesday morning. It’s a record that doesn't just ask for your attention; it pulls up a chair, sits remarkably close, and asks why you’ve been...

Crozier's new single, "The Dream," has arrived, and it’s rather like finding a surprisingly vibrant, yet faintly melancholy, postcard tucked inside an old, dog-eared travel guide for a country that might not even exist anymore. There’s an undeniable jauntiness to its classic rock bones – you can hear the phantom limb of a Wilbury shuffle in its gait, perhaps a smidge of early Kinks-ian...