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...

With the release of the single "Play Me A Christmas Song", Stephen Dowd manages to bottle the very specific, blue-hued silence that falls over a living room once the wrapping paper has been cleared away. It is a curious thing, really, how a melody can act less like a sound wave and more like the smell of a candle that was blown out five...