Listening to John Keenan’s “Wreckage of the Past” feels like being handed the audio diary of a ghost who is not yet dead. This is an 18-song excavation of a psyche at war, made all the more intense by the knowledge that Keenan is the sole architect—producer, writer, mixer, and tormented protagonist. The whole project has the hermetically sealed, slightly feverish quality of a...

With "Regret", Nelson G constructs a sonic space that sits somewhere between a confession and a late-night drive through an empty Swiss town. This single, emerging from his home studio in Brugg, immediately disarms you with a repetitive, plucked acoustic string progression. It functions less like a melody and more like a nervous habit like the way you might subconsciously tear at a paper...