So, Vadim Militsin’s Logica Abstracta project delivers “Amber”. Four tracks of pure ambient drift. No rhythmic anchors, just textures that shimmer and dissolve like heat haze off distant tarmac, or maybe the condensation trail of a plane miles overhead. They call it ‘sonic jewelry’, which feels strangely apt. These aren’t grand, sprawling statements; they’re intricate little things, polished smooth, catching the light in unexpected...

Pilots unleash their album "Eyes On The Horizon", and frankly, the horizon it scans seems littered with emotional debris rather than gentle dawns. This Surrey outfit belts out anthemic alt-rock that promises soaring heights, yet dives headfirst into the messy, often bruising territory of love gone sour and the exhausting climb back to oneself. It’s a curious concoction, like finding shards of stained glass...