Helena May’s new single, “Side Effects,” doesn’t just enter a room; it strides in with the kind of confident, hip-swinging swagger that makes you instinctively check your own posture. This is Brit-Funk with a capital F, built on a groove that feels less like a rhythm and more like a wry, talkative companion. It’s got that specific, indefinable warmth of an old analogue recording,...

When the grey chill of February settles over the North, it brings a specific weight that makes forward motion feel nearly impossible. This seasonal stagnation mirrors the internal paralysis that often precedes profound personal shifts. People search for years to find a place or a person that anchors them, only to realise that the anchor itself can feel terrifyingly heavy when it finally catches. It is...