It's like discovering a rogue disco ball hidden in a forgotten record store, except instead of dusty surfaces, it’s polished chrome reflecting pure, unadulterated energy. We know absolutely nothing about Frank, and honestly? I think I prefer it that way. This track drops, a single, not some bloated album-behemoth, and suddenly the walls are sweating. Fun, like a sticky summer afternoon where you forget...

With Twaang’s latest release, "Zone", we aren't so much listening to a collection of tracks as we are stepping inside a distinct architectural layout of the human psyche. This innovative solo project has constructed a psychological journey that feels suspiciously like the progression of a panic attack resolving into a state of zen-like lucidity a transition usually reserved for monks or people who have...