When I first queued up Leah Sophia and her bold new track "Cocain", I half-expected a gritty, urban cautionary tale or perhaps a frantic club anthem. Instead, the room filled with something that felt like humid air and silk sheets. It’s a brilliant bit of misdirection. While the title suggests something illicit and jagged, the sonic reality is pure, unadulterated oxytocin. https://open.spotify.com/album/0ErORxWDUhOnAtN4pq4Oui?si=RjmK-bmXRWitFKLp1p0Kxw The track operates in...

Sean at the Hotel’s latest single, "I Didn’t Think About Noah," doesn't so much start as erupt, a frantic confetti cannon of art pop anxieties. It’s the sound of a mind racing, or perhaps the collective consciousness of every thirty-something who’s ever stared into the blue light of a screen and wondered if they’ve irreparably broken their brain. The track’s skittering rhythms and overlapping...