Listening to Weston Day release "Storms" feels a bit like opening a window during a gale just to see if the glass will hold. It’s a rush of air, sudden and brisk. While his style is often bookmarked as "Elvis Costello meets Paul Simon," I hear a man frantically trying to explain a complicated heartbreak before the bar closes. https://open.spotify.com/track/1YxtWM0OIRR0ShlLMhxKmc?si=d5BvDBy8Qdib-_4WhMb-kA Armed with an 8-string baritone acoustic...

Well now. Here’s a feeling bottled, or rather, pressed onto a piano key. "Alone." Caitty, out of Margaret River – which, in my head, conjures images of dramatic cliffs and maybe someone losing their favourite hat to the wind, oddly fitting – gives us a stark landscape of sudden departure. https://open.spotify.com/album/05CkW9piuni9Ckoo5PLNWo?si=kom6wwPNRxWYaohA_qaWgA The piano isn't just accompaniment; it feels like the architecture of the emptiness. Chord by...