ANGELICA, the Colombian-born, New Yorker— wait, wasn't she a dancer? Yes, was. Now, she's singing, and her latest single, "Lincoln Pl," produced by Marrick Smith and Ian Kimmel, dropped. And my first thought, unbidden, was: Why do pigeons always bob their heads? https://open.spotify.com/album/3O23i4F0TvXtrIp8I6o9jl?si=t1MLgaIyQfWeU1UIobZ1iQ Anyway, "Lincoln Pl." It's a pop/R&B concoction, with a dreamy synth that makes you think you're floating, until ANGELICA's voice, all grounded and...

Gus Defelice. The name itself feels like a well-oiled machine – intricate, precise, and humming with a purpose I'm not entirely sure I grasp. “Starlight,” a lone single in a world of albums and playlists, pulses like a freshly discovered constellation. You know, the kind where they announce the official findings and then all the maps start printing with the new location…except this constellation...