Slipped Discs

No Age - People Helping People

Dogged moxie follows punk-jazz acolytes and electronic pontiffs No Age, fueling grueling machine-tooled futures from squelched meltdowns; crouching prowlers singing cannibalized Krautrock mantras among strummed unsung hungers gnawing at solid-state patience. Dystopian commotion lacquered in jagged quagmires, “People,” reaps unplanned humanity among grand discarded art, gritty mysteries patched from subversive curiosity twitching in liquid-sky trials and fits of aggravated anarchy.

Divino Niño - Last Spa on Earth

Fluid Afro-Cuban grooves dripping in dreamy Caribbean synergy, “Spa,” basks in jet-ski melodies vibing private beachfront fun in paisley waves and post-rave cravings, dizzy with swinging bilingual sizzle, home-grown reggaeton and multi-cultural hustle. Capturing a vibrant rapping, waxing space-age fantasy, Divino Niño’s funky genie grants wishes and color visions in bright bursts and suave ardor, empathetic temptations teasing breezy Edens.

Marisa Anderson - Still, Here

Adept at adapting perceptive guitar conventions, hybrid traditionalist and six-string scholar Anderson sits back and leans forward, caressing well-measured experimental ephemera with a fine-toothed comb, subtly weaving Mexican folklore and American Transcendentalism without speaking a word. Diverse and delicate, “Still,” affirms the spirit inside technique, traversing multitudes through picturesque vistas, evoking forlorn mornings and firefly twilights for engaging panoramic surveys.

Living Hour - Someday Is Today

Tabled maybes cushioned in watery synths rinsed in methodical pondering, “Someday,” butters lush twee with blended choral descents, narcotic sauntering and rainbow ripples buoyed by arpeggiated fretwork and simmering rhythms. Effervescent consent bending cordial pastorals into glacial vacations, Living Hour embraces fading laidback happiness, misty bliss circling murky verses down untouchable seductions swallowed whole for palate-cleansing blessings and pastel-colored dressing.

NNAMDÏ - Please Have A Seat

Hyper-imaginative future-pop grafting carefully caustic math-rock onto auto-tuned patch-bay prog-soul fusion, “Seat,” treats aural alienists to immaculate sensory assaults and candid romance, equally smug and modest, sly and honest. Astonishing melodic rounds circle fractal magnificence as NNAMDÏ hammers home ear-worm sound-quakes, lifting cartoon doom into trippy introspection while super-pumped joystick licks pitch gear-shifting mischief and tender frenzy for charming tsunamis.

Alex Lilly - Repetition Is A Sin

Relatable modern-day fables bolstered in silver-screen sheen and sprinkled with extravaganza glamour, Lilly’s dizzy synergy rides kiss-and-tell carousels circling life’s facades in clever pop hooks and pastel backing. Clear, lyrical reveals facing friendships, self-worth and identity, “Repetition,” dips, rises and twirls in upbeat ballads rallying affectionate conjecture; light, bite-sized insights inviting trust through shared cares, gentle confession and mutual truths.

Robyn Hitchcock - Shufflemania!

From swirling psycho-skiffle non-sequiturs to learned curveball meditations, “Shufflemania!” quaintly contains zany refrains among nefarious narrative dares tapping compassionate rapture with minor-key skullduggery. An illustrious bishop-baiting busker, Hitchcock eyes both sides and straddles the addled and the academic, mirthful dirges quoting interlopers and jumping trains with rambling shenanigans and post-mortem exhortations both spry and wise, quietly diabolical and oddly logical.

Disq - Desperately Imagining Someplace Quiet

A five-piece powerhouse whose indie cred shreds dread and vexes tech, DISQ pits misfit quips against slash and burn earnestness for boppy bombast and sizzling gizmo maneuvering swift ditties into fearless delirium. The polished demolished dynamic keeps, “Quiet,” lively, a quivering riddle where cool nerds surge and dodgeball rockers offer direct amends with energetic contentions battling malice with old-fashioned traction.

Stephen Becker - A Calm That Shifts

Translucent moods cruise through the lightly tranquilizing, “Calm,” hiding steely queries inside measured reveries with immutable musicality perusing assorted forethought and meandering banter. Articulate, sensitive and confident, one-man-band Becker plies multi-instrumental skills in air-brushed percussion, glowing guitars and narcotic bass as effortless fretwork brings nimble jazz chords and melodic soft-pop purrs to nuanced songs addressing messy connections with swooning elocution.

Robin Holcomb - One Way Or Another, Vol. 1

The historically minded Holcomb looks back over her own career; collective memories where pauses speak volumes with tactful passion, jaunty phrases dancing around agrarian phantoms; persuasive, insistent, anchored and inescapable. Colloquial art-folk reimagined in assorted covers, originals and reframed side-projects set to voice and piano, “Another,” captures time’s ubiquitous meticulousness whose lyrical legacies waltz in eloquent and ominous feminist remembrances.

Katy Rea - The Urge That Saves You

Recorded live, the sensual sophistication exhibited in the uninhibited, “Urge,” merges bookish piano-ballad casualties into compassionate unscripted madness, bold episodes holding thoughts at bay before searing lyrical outbursts burn carousing lounge into the ground. Accompanied by flexible specialists, Rea unleashes sinful incantations with animal grace and grand humanity, rendering scathing impatience in exquisite visits to dark hearts and slithering suspicions.

Anna Mieke - Theatre

A flagship talent, Anna Mieke’s polyrhythmic wishes conjure cantering banners gently rendering rippling sympathies with placid pageantry, twisted mystery jigs sprinkling baroque jazz-folk riddled in enchanted images.  Mirthful verse carried by squirrely chamber-pop whirlwinds, mercurial urges stirring soothing acoustic nuance, “Theatre,” skips, hops and pirouettes with textured speculations etching breathless wallflower waltzes in flitting dragonfly whimsy and articulate ballroom curtsies.

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