Block’s ‘Whitecaps On The Hudson ’ arrives not so much as a pristine reissue but more like a rediscovered journal, its pages softened by time and emotional humidity. Here’s Block, a name practically synonymous with anti-folk’s charmingly crooked spine, revisiting a period where the Hudson’s currents mirrored a life in turbulent flux – sobriety found, marriage lost. https://open.spotify.com/album/4qw8Zz28Ld5xptsA2O87CH The quest for 'home' beats like a tell-tale...

Listening to Libby Ember’s single “Alibi” is a study in strange emotional temperatures. The sound is a down-tempo, sun-dusted blanket of soft guitars and gentle synth pads, the kind of arrangement you’d put on to feel safe. But the feeling it leaves behind is a deep, architectural cold, the kind you find in the shadowed corners of an old stone church long after the...