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...

The room stays in the take. That is the first pull of Hurb Jephasun’s "In The End", a four-track EP that puts raw texture ahead of a cosmetic finish. The Perth-based Australian outsider artist leaves breath audible, lets the voice crack and gives the keys real weight. There is no gloss and no studio trickery trying to make the work behave. Instead, the release brings its...