Listening to Zov.yay’s new single, “No Watches,” is like catching yourself forgetting what day of the week it is, and then deciding you quite like it. There’s a distinct feeling of unshouldering here, a shedding of temporal anxiety. Zov.yay’s flow is less a performance and more a conversation you’ve walked into, a comfortable, self-assured account of having arrived somewhere important without having watched the...

Dust motes danced in the pre-dawn light, much like how my brain felt after hearing The Dinosaur’s Skin's “Meteor Shower.” Trex and Triceratops, that dynamic duo from, uh, the past, seem to have found the perfect blend of heart-thumping bass and wistful synth. It's not a typical love song; it's a love song told by asteroids, apparently, hurtling through space. Quite the cosmic heartbreak,...