There is a specific kind of cold that burns, like dry ice pressed against a fingertip, and that paradoxical sensation pervaded my entire weekend spent listening to the latest output from CMD.EXE, their debut full-length album "love.language.model". This collaboration between human musicians and machine intelligence hits with the weight of a pressurized cabin decompressing. It sits in that bruised, purple twilight between Electronic Rock...

Listening to Chelsea Rebecca’s new single, “Little Girl”, is like finding a devastatingly honest diary entry tucked inside a brightly-coloured travel guide for a city you’ll never visit. It begins with the expected folk-pop intimacy: Rebecca’s silky voice sketching a scene so close it feels confidential. But the intimacy is a feint. This isn’t a quaint room for quiet reflection; it's a cage with...