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Embrace Sincerity
There's something quite apt about brand new music from Florist arriving today, on the greyest, wettest day I've found outside my window of 2025 so far. Thus far, Florist's music has almost unanimously belonged to the Spring and Summer, warm gentle days where the
Hello lovely subscribers. It's a Sunday evening so I'll keep this short and sweet. For the past couple of months I've been loving curating and laying out our end-of-year coverage for 2024. We've never really cared about getting in early in terms
I first got into Destroyer via Kaputt, an all-time Top 20 album for me, and one so arrestingly brilliant it took me a while to venture away from. Perhaps it was the apparent slight mis-step in its long-awaited follow-up, 2015's Poison, but Dan Bejar has since made amends
It seems like just yesterday we had Japanese Breakfast's Michelle Zauner on the cover of Issue 8 of our printed publication. It wasn't, of course. It was, in fact, some (and somehow) almost four years ago, the only silver lining of such swift passing of time