It's like discovering a rogue disco ball hidden in a forgotten record store, except instead of dusty surfaces, it’s polished chrome reflecting pure, unadulterated energy. We know absolutely nothing about Frank, and honestly? I think I prefer it that way. This track drops, a single, not some bloated album-behemoth, and suddenly the walls are sweating. Fun, like a sticky summer afternoon where you forget...

Minneapolis Veteran John Deering Emerges from Three-Decade Hiatus with Blistering Single That Confronts Hypocrisy Through Gritty, Basement-Recorded Intensity His first song, "Strip Mall Jesus," is not just a throwback to the Seattle movement of the 1990s; it is a raw release of unresolved emotion, wrapped in analogue warmth and delivered with the unwavering honesty of someone who has nothing left to prove. Recording for "Strip Mall...