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...

Epic Sigh's "Deteriorate," a single served straight from the neon-drenched gut of Las Vegas, has somehow materialized. Nina Carmine's vocals—soulful? Yes, hauntingly so, echoing off the canyons of some internal, broken jukebox. Alongside her, Aleena Carmine with songwriting and Nick Carmine helming production construct, it at its heart; its sonic skeleton. Alan Nicholas's Guitar, sampled throughout the track, has left an indelible impression on...