Sometimes healing sounds less like a whisper and more like a storm—a sonic reckoning that blows through the debris of old wounds, scattering the ashes of what no longer belongs. Mi’Kael Chalyce’s “Faded Love” is that storm, a swirling force of fiery assertion and raw self-honesty, blossoming from agony into liberation. Let me say it plainly: if resilience had a sound, it might just...

Listening to John Keenan’s “Wreckage of the Past” feels like being handed the audio diary of a ghost who is not yet dead. This is an 18-song excavation of a psyche at war, made all the more intense by the knowledge that Keenan is the sole architect—producer, writer, mixer, and tormented protagonist. The whole project has the hermetically sealed, slightly feverish quality of a...