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...

Consequential, hailing from Bury St. Edmunds, England, those folks decided to put out some electricity- they’re calling this electricity, “Down”. A single. Pure instrumental. You know, sometimes I think instrumental tracks are like staring at a Rorschach test made of sound. What do you see? Or, rather, feel? https://open.spotify.com/track/7pGKTKxCQfbhm7SGSrmpAr?si=8ee8c6cea2164b2d Because "Down," is all about feeling. This isn't background music for folding laundry. No, This is music...