KoolSingha

Post-punk monologues for the doomscroll era, edging toward indie mass-appeal.

I’ll be honest: I originally admired Dry Cleaning mostly because everyone else did. The idea of sitting through a band whose vocalist basically narrates her internal monologue over music that sounded like it was being tugged in two opposite directions never quite clicked, even as the early praise piled up.

Their second album the one with pubes on a bar of soap didn’t change the formula much. More ... read more

Borring Album

I may have officially crossed into the territory of the out-of-touch old man upon hearing the new album from loopcinema an artist I’d quietly admired for her work ethic and the genuinely strong statements she made on LOOP:GLAMOUR. That praise, however, curdles almost instantly here. The Brazilian hyperpop prodigy who once thrived on bright, hopeful Gen-Z pop energy has pivoted sharply into sluggish, overextended neo-psychedelia music so lethargic it actively resists being heard to ... read more

It’s become a personal ritual: the first thing I do on New Year’s Day, after surviving a punishing countdown night, is hunt for an album released or quietly uploaded on January 1. A ceremonial reset for the ears.

Almost every year, it ends in disappointment. Day-one releases tend to be either post-hoc life recaps or earnest New Year’s resolutions set to music. Who’s really listening? The early hours of January are usually clogged with half-baked bedroom pop or ... read more