There is a specific kind of cold that burns, like dry ice pressed against a fingertip, and that paradoxical sensation pervaded my entire weekend spent listening to the latest output from CMD.EXE, their debut full-length album "love.language.model". This collaboration between human musicians and machine intelligence hits with the weight of a pressurized cabin decompressing. It sits in that bruised, purple twilight between Electronic Rock...

JCCutter usually walks the dusty roads of faith and survival, but on "Tequila at Dawn", he has decided to sprint into the nearest dive bar and lock the door behind him. For a songwriter known for cataloging the endurance of the human spirit, this single acts as a release valve a pressure release that exchanges profound contemplation for a shot glass and a stomp. https://open.spotify.com/track/1sZE5Vqn1MFKbOAf9gpTOE?si=2c8b05245f554b40 The...