Rosetta West's "Circle of Doubt" – it’s less a song dropped, more a confession overheard, a rumbling from the Illinois underground that settles deep in your sternum like a slow, incoming tide. Right from the off, you’re not just listening; you’re in it, this swirling blues-rock miasma where the psychedelic fuzz feels like the very texture of that titular doubt, clinging like damp wool....

With The Mortal Prophets and the release "Hide Inside The Moon", John Beckmann isn't just making a record; he seems to be curating a gallery exhibit for the ears, where the paintings are made of reverb and the sculptures are built from anxiety. It’s a curious, swirling thing a "gentle psychedelic weather system," to borrow a phrase, that hits you with the specific humidity...