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...

Tomasz Kowalczyk and Benita Rose have delivered something beautifully startling with their collaborative album, "Benita Rose Plays Tomasz Kowalczyk". It takes a staggering amount of vulnerability to hand the literal blueprint of your psyche to another human being. Yet, here we have Kowalczyk, a prolific Polish composer, trusting the world-renowned American concert pianist Rose to excavate his mind and translate his wordless, heavily emotional...