BRUCK'LYN, the former corporate titan turned progressive house maestro, has dropped "Moonshot," an instrumental track that's less about lunar landings and more about an inner space voyage. Why do pigeons always seem to know where they're going? Anyway, BRUCK'LYN seems to be directing us towards our own navigational prowess, through sound. https://open.spotify.com/track/5JProTd7nCXRCoVZFtRlNn?si=bAfv2DJBQE2t4SoXF5K1RA "Moonshot" builds slowly. Not like waiting for a particularly stubborn microwave meal to heat...

Micah Rose-Trespeuch’s new album, "Coughing Up Blood," feels less like a listening experience and more like witnessing an urgent, almost involuntary act of transmutation. Rose-Trespeuch (piano, vocals), with Julien Baraness masterfully texturing the soundscapes and Gaetan Allard providing the often-fractured, sometimes thunderous pulse on drums, has crafted something akin to a diary written in volatile ink. One moment, you're amidst Chopin-esque piano runs that...