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A Place to Bury Strangers drop “Acid Rain” on all of us.

New-York based band A Place To Bury Strangers release “Acid Rain,” the second single from their new rarities album, Rare And Deadly, out April 3rd via Dedstrange. Following lead single, “Everyone’s The Same,” “Acid Rain” was born out of the first Trump presidency and pulses with unruly energy.

Reflecting on the track and era, Oliver Ackerman says; “Cruelty felt not just normalized, but weaponized. Watching people in power openly coerce others into silence, compliance, and violence was horrifying, and still is. What shook me most was how casual it all felt, how easily people turned their heads while others were being crushed.” In the song’s opening lines, Ackerman sings: “Cover your eyes // Cover your face // Walk in line // Don’t embrace.”

He continues: “The chanting at the beginning was recorded during the George Floyd protests in Manhattan and Brooklyn, real voices, real streets, real fear mixed with hope. For a moment, it felt like maybe people would finally wake up and refuse this racist machinery. But here we are, still watching detention centers, modern slavery, and countless other atrocities continue under different names. ‘Acid Rain’ is rage, grief, and disbelief all colliding at once, the sound of watching history repeat itself while knowing exactly how wrong it is.”

The accompanying video was shot on January 16th, 2026, for one song, one stop and a bridge. A Place to Bury Strangers took over the New York City subway and turned it into a moving stage for a raucous rendition of “Acid Rain.” The track detonates in real time as the train makes its way through the Williamsburg Bridge into the Lower East Side, no choreography, no script. All this industrial pulse and feedback over screeching train tracks was shot guerrilla-style, this video is not a reenactment. It’s a live wire running through a frozen subway car of lucky witnesses who showed up anyway. Bold, relentless and built to last. New York at its finest.

Watch the “Acid Rain” Video

Rare and Deadly cracks open a decade-long vault of raw nerve and sonic chaos from A Place To Bury Strangers. Spanning 2015–2025, this collection of demos, B-sides, abandoned experiments, and forgotten fragments reveals the band at their most unfiltered—caught between breakthrough ideas and beautiful mistakes. Pulled from Ackermann’s personal archive of late-night recordings, blown-out tapes, and half-finished sessions, here the interference is closer, the electricity more dangerous, the edges left jagged on purpose.

What makes Rare and Deadly truly unprecedented is that every format tells a different story. The CD, cassette, vinyl, and digital editions each feature their own unique tracklisting, a fractured release strategy that is almost unheard of. No single version contains the “complete” album. Instead, each format becomes its own window into the archive, revealing alternate paths, missing links, and parallel versions of the band’s inner life. It’s a deliberately unstable document: the album shifts depending on how you choose to hear it, mirroring the chaos of its creation.

Across these recordings, you can hear the evolution of Ackermann’s restless mind. Some pieces feel like prototypes for future chaos, seeds that later bloomed on studio albums. Others are dead ends—ideas too volatile, too strange, or too personal to ever fit the frame of a proper release. But together they form a secret history of the band, a parallel world of possibilities that existed just outside the spotlight. The tracks contain riffs mutated by malfunctioning pedals, songs born from gear pushed past its limits, or delicate melodies overwhelmed by walls of feedback until only their ghosts remain.

Rare and Deadly is less a compilation and more a documentary—an aural snapshot of how sound takes shape before it hardens into something finished. You hear the room, the accidents, the restless experimentation, the immediacy of a moment being captured before it disappears. It’s a reminder that A Place To Bury Strangers has always thrived in this in-between space: the tension between control and collapse, melody and noise, beauty and distortion.

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Watch:
“Acid Rain” video
“Everyone’s The Same” video

Rare And Deadly Tracklists Per Format

A Place To Bury Strangers Tour Dates:
Tue. April 7 – Hamburg, DE @ MS Stubnitz
Wed. April 8 – Leipzig, DE @ UT Connewitz
Thu. April 9 – Praha, CZ @ Futurum Music Bar
Fri. April 10 – Brno-město, CZ @ Kabinet múz
Sat. April 11 – Bratislava, SK @ PINK WHALE BAR
Sun. April 12 – Budapest, HU @ A38
Mon. April 13 – Belgrade, RS @ Karmakoma
Tue. April 14 – Sofia, BG @ Mixtape 5
Wed. April 15 – București, RO @ Control Club
Fri. April 17 – Thessaloniki, GR @ Eightball Club
Sat. April 18 – Athina, GR @ Gazarte
Mon. April 20 – Rome, IT @ Monk Club
Tue. April 21 – Florence, IT @ Ex Fila
Wed. April 22 – Bologna, IT @ Social Center TPO
Thu. April 23 – Milan, IT @ Santeria
Fri. April 24 – Zurich, CH @ Bogen F
Sun. April 26 – Brussels, BE @ Magasin 4
Mon. April 27 – Cologne, DE @ Gebäude 9
Wed. April 29 – Utrecht, NL @ De Helling
Thu. April 30 – Deventer, NL @ Burgerweeshuis
Fri. May 1 – Eindhoven, NL @ Fuzz Club Festival 2026

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A Place to Bury Strangers set to release “Rare and Deadly” rarities album on April 03, 2026.

New-York based band A Place To Bury Strangers announce their new rarities album, Rare And Deadly, out April 3rd via Dedstrange, and release the lead single, “Everyone’s The Same.” Following 2024’s Synthesizer, Rare and Deadly cracks open a decade-long vault of raw nerve and sonic chaos from A Place To Bury Strangers. Spanning 2015–2025, this collection of demos, B-sides, abandoned experiments, and forgotten fragments reveals the band at their most unfiltered—caught between breakthrough ideas and beautiful mistakes. Pulled from Oliver Ackermann’s personal archive of late-night recordings, blown-out tapes, and half-finished sessions, these tracks pulse with the unruly energy that has always defined APTBS, but here the interference is closer, the electricity more dangerous, the edges left jagged on purpose.

What makes Rare and Deadly truly unprecedented is that every format tells a different story. The CD, cassette, vinyl, and digital editions each feature their own unique tracklisting, a fractured release strategy that is almost unheard of. No single version contains the “complete” album. Instead, each format becomes its own window into the archive, revealing alternate paths, missing links, and parallel versions of the band’s inner life. It’s a deliberately unstable document: the album shifts depending on how you choose to hear it, mirroring the chaos of its creation.

Across these recordings, you can hear the evolution of Ackermann’s restless mind. Some pieces feel like prototypes for future chaos, seeds that later bloomed on studio albums. Others are dead ends—ideas too volatile, too strange, or too personal to ever fit the frame of a proper release. But together they form a secret history of the band, a parallel world of possibilities that existed just outside the spotlight. The tracks contain riffs mutated by malfunctioning pedals, songs born from gear pushed past its limits, or delicate melodies overwhelmed by walls of feedback until only their ghosts remain, as on today’s single, “Everyone’s The Same.”

Reflecting on the track, Ackerman says: “I had a dream where a man led me to a brook, peaceful and calm. When he turned his head slightly, I saw the most evil smile imaginable. But when I looked directly at him, it was just the back of his head again. Beauty and horror coexisting in the same space. It felt like hell leaking into something serene. Maybe that’s reality sometimes. And maybe pretending otherwise is a kind of survival.”

Stream “Everyone’s The Same”

Rare and Deadly is less a compilation and more a documentary—an aural snapshot of how sound takes shape before it hardens into something finished. You hear the room, the accidents, the restless experimentation, the immediacy of a moment being captured before it disappears. It’s a reminder that A Place To Bury Strangers has always thrived in this in-between space: the tension between control and collapse, melody and noise, beauty and distortion.

Pre-order Rare And Deadly

Rare And Deadly Tracklists Per Format

A Place To Bury Strangers Tour Dates:
Tue. April 7 – Hamburg, DE @ MS Stubnitz
Wed. April 8 – Leipzig, DE @ UT Connewitz
Thu. April 9 – Praha, CZ @ Futurum Music Bar
Fri. April 10 – Brno-město, CZ @ Kabinet múz
Sat. April 11 – Bratislava, SK @ PINK WHALE BAR
Sun. April 12 – Budapest, HU @ A38
Mon. April 13 – Belgrade, RS @ Karmakoma
Tue. April 14 – Sofia, BG @ Mixtape 5
Wed. April 15 – București, RO @ Control Club
Fri. April 17 – Thessaloniki, GR @ Eightball Club
Sat. April 18 – Athina, GR @ Gazarte
Mon. April 20 – Rome, IT @ Monk Club
Tue. April 21 – Florence, IT @ Ex Fila
Wed. April 22 – Bologna, IT @ Social Center TPO
Thu. April 23 – Milan, IT @ Santeria
Fri. April 24 – Zurich, CH @ Bogen F
Sun. April 26 – Brussels, BE @ Magasin 4
Mon. April 27 – Cologne, DE @ Gebäude 9
Wed. April 29 – Utrecht, NL @ De Helling
Thu. April 30 – Deventer, NL @ Burgerweeshuis
Fri. May 1 – Eindhoven, NL @ Fuzz Club Festival 2026

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Review: Scattered Purgatory – Post Purgatory

I’m not sure how to accurately describe Scattered Purgatory‘s new album, Post Purgatory, but I’m also not sure it’s possible. The Taipei duo blend multiple genres well: Trip-hop, industrial, motorik, synthwave, a bit of goth. The cover looks like an upside-down photo of a flooded underpass with a city (Taipei?) in the background. The world was turned upside-down for the band during the pandemic, and they emerged from it, like all of us, a bit puzzled by how time and space worked and what was certain. Human relationships and airy expanses craved during isolation now felt kind of weird. Time felt like “it can heal or it can destroy,” as they mention in the notes for the album.

“Atata Naraka” has wild tenor saxophone (courtesy of Minyen Hsieh) that blasts like its being played in that flooded underpass while you cruise over the floodwaters in a sleek Miami Vice-era boat. The thick bass and fuzzy guitar chords of “Wunai” sound like the set-up to a seduction sequence in a vampire thriller.

“Ephemeral Mind” is a good name for a good track that describes how most of the world felt during and after the pandemic. Our minds, preoccupied with distractions before the pandemic, and calmness of mind, became ephemeral to our doom-scrolling. Emerging from our cocoons made some of us realize we need to put the phone down, while others rushed to fill the silence of the world and our heads with even more distractions. The 1980s goth guitar chords on it are damn cool.

“Thundering Dream” is heavy with low bass and synth stabs that sound like they’re played by robots underwater. dotzio‘s guest vocals on “Moonquake” create a gorgeous trip-hop / chillwave track that you’ll probably put on romantic playlists all year. “Above the Clouds” has heavy metal guitar chords combined with soft vocal sounds and tripped-out synths to make something unpredictable…as is the short “KL20,” which is like Blade Runner background music.

“Ocean City, Mirage Tower” would also fit into a science fiction film as the lead character slurps noodles in a tiny place off a neon-lit alley waiting for robot bounty hunters to show up and ruin everything. It floats along like lotus petal along the rain-filled underpass, drifting from synthwave to dark funk to cinematic piano paranoia.

Time is weird. Scattered Purgatory figured this out years ago and made an album that has a title symbolizing multiple things: Emerging from the weird time of the pandemic (which felt like purgatory for many), becoming new versions of themselves (Post “Scattered” Purgatory), no longer dwelling on the past, mistakes, and regrets (essentially what purgatory is).

Time constantly happens, and yet it doesn’t. No is one really sure what the hell it is. It heals all wounds and also withers away everything. Now is the only part of it that exists. I’m writing this in my present and in your past. You’re reading it in my future and your present. All of those things are now, like this record.

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Rewind Review: A Place to Bury Strangers – Live at Levitation (2023)

On their Live at Levitation album, it’s easy to forget that this recording was only the second show of A Place to Bury Strangers‘ current lineup (Oliver Ackermann – guitar and lead vocals, John Fedowitz – bass and lead vocals, Sandra Fedowitz – drums). They jumped right in (literally, in Ackermann’s case, as he was so frantic that his guitar almost flew into the stage) and proceeded to, as always, flatten the place.

Mrs. Fedowitz’s Devo-like drumming gets things off to a great start on “Dragged in a Hole.” Mr. Fedowitz’s bass throbs like a bubbling volcano on “Let’s See Each Other” as Ackermann’s voice and guitar bounce off every surface.

“We’ve Come So Far” always hits like a burst of anti-aircraft fire live, and this version is no exception. It’s difficult to tell which of the three is hitting harder on it…and that’s kind of the point. Mr. Fedowitz’s thick, sludgy bassline opens “Never Come Back” while Ackermann’s guitar sounds like jet engines starting, failing, roaring, and screeching.

Mrs. Fedowitz hits her toms so hard and fast in the first third of “Alone” that it’s surprising her drum tech didn’t have to replace them every eight bars or so. The breakdown / switch in the song that rushes it into heavy shoegaze is outstanding. “I Lived My Life to Stand in the Shadow of Your Heart” is another stunner. It sounds like the entire room is collapsing under an attack from a Martian tripod and barely gives you a chance to process everything that’s happening.

I say this about “Ocean” a lot, but it’s always true: Every time I think I’ve heard the loudest version of it live, APTBS somehow makes one even louder and wilder and more transcendent. This one evolves / devolves into feedback-chaos and almost makes your brain melt. The album ends with “Have You Ever Been in Love?”, which has Mrs. Fedowitz singing / chanting high notes to contrast the heavy, almost deafening buzz of the entire track.

APTBS shows are designed so you (and the people a couple blocks away) not just hear the music, but feel it. It rattles your whole body. My fiancé said, “I think I need a neck adjustment after that.” when she saw them for the first time. This album gets you close to that nerve-rattling, mind-altering sensation. My longtime description of APTBS is “They’re not for everyone, but I want everyone to hear them.”

Play this one loud, and everyone around you will (and should).

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Review: Blackwater Holylight – Not Here Not Gone

Not long ago, Blackwater Holylight left their Pacific Northwest stomping grounds, and the gray, rainy days there, for sunny Los Angeles. The band (Eliese Dorsay – drums, Sunny Faris – bass, guitar, vocals, Mikayla Mayhew – guitar, Sarah McKenna – synths) decided they needed not only a change of space, but of perspective, and the resulting album, Not Here Not Gone, reflects the feeling of being between physical and mental spaces.

The title of the opening track, “How Will You Feel,” reflects this as Faris asks us to examine our emotions and physical reactions as we adapt to change (willingly or not). The sound of this song also reflects the blending and shifting of shapes for the band. They meld their Pacific Northwest “gloomgaze” sound with bright southern California synths.

Their love of shoegaze comes through strong on “Involuntary Haze” – which could be a drug reference, but I doubt it. I think it’s about the odd feeling of being confused after you’re thrust into a new situation or place and are overwhelmed by sensory input. They crank up the amps and gravity on “Bodies.”

“Heavy, Why?” was the album’s first single and it’s a good example of BWHL’s blend of shoegaze, metal, psychedelia, and, I’ll say it, dreampop. Faris’ voice could easily carry an entire dreampop album if she wanted, and McKenna’s synths almost add an ELO touch to the song. Mayhew riffs on this practically shove you into a wall.

The instrumental “Giraffe” is a short mix of smoky synths and electro beats to shift your brain and ears into further exploration of the path BWHL have laid out on the album…because along comes “Spades” – a track that will impress all of your metalhead friends and have dudes in battle-vests running for their merch table. It’s one of the best metal tracks of the year…and it’s only January. Dorsay’s drumming on “Void to Be” reminds me of tribal beats designed to change your perception of what’s around you.

“Fade” is another standout. It’s downright gorgeous and is one of the best shoegaze tracks of the year…and it’s only January. “Mourning After” is the kind of song that BWHL do so well: Somewhat gothic, somewhat heavy, somewhat fuzzy, somewhat crushing, somewhat sad, all beautiful. The closer, “Poppyfields,” is pulsating stunner about a friend of the band losing their home in a California wildfire.

BWHL have long been considered a doom band with their heavy riffs and heavy lyrics. The last time I saw them live, at the 2021 Psycho Music Festival in Las Vegas, Faris opened the show by saying, “Hi. We’re Blackwater Holylight, and we’re going to play a bunch of sad songs for you.” There is far more to them than doom and gloom, however. There’s always a powerful strength and at least a glimmer of hope on all of their albums. Not Here Not Gone is no exception.

This is in the running for one of the top albums of the year…and it’s only January.

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Review: Odonis Odonis – self-titled

“We just started writing without any kind of preconceived notion of what we were trying to make. A lot of the songs just came from jamming…We wanted to make an emotive record and relay how we were feeling about all these massive changes that have been happening, not just in our lives, but in general. Like, where the fuck is the world heading? How is that affecting us? And how can we express it in a way that people can relate it to what’s happening in their lives? If we can make an honest record and put as much of ourselves as we can into this thing, you can’t replace that with a machine.”

Those are quotes from Constantin Tzenos, one half of Odonis Odonis (the other half being Denholm Whale), about their new self-titled album. The duo decided to create something that would push back against not only the stresses of the world at-large, but also their demanding other jobs (concert promotion for Whale – a field that’s always feast or famine – and film and TV composition for Tzenos – a field being taken over by AI programs).

“The Same” has them wondering why so much of everything feels familiar, and not in a good way, while they spin a bold sound that blends shoegaze with dark wave. “Hijack” continues this, with a thick Cure-like bass line and lyrics about reclaiming one’s narrative (“Don’t let them talk to power.”). That bass cranks up the power on “Come Alive” and yet the track is one of the trippiest on the album. “Work It Out” is a call for the band and their peers to get out of their doldrums and fix the stuff their parents and grandparents let go fallow (“My generation’s so dumb,” Tzenos complains.).

“When you’re breaking me down, well, I hope you had fun,” they sing on “Consumed” – a dark one that layers the synths and echoes the drums to nice effect. Then comes “Hunter,” which roars during the chorus and growls during the verses – much like some kind of predator…which might be a corporation, a billionaire, a politician, or in some cases all three in one.

The drum work on the nearly instrumental (the few lyrics are so layered with reverb that they become incomprehensible) “Distraction” is sharp, blending rat-a-tat snare work with crispy cymbal snaps. You can hear the duo’s “Let’s just jam and see what happens.” idea for the album in full here, and it makes me want a whole album of stuff like this from them.

“We Are Gods” is a punch at toxic, rich elitists who think they’re above everything and can’t admit how secretly miserable they are. Finally, on “Bliss,” Tzenos realizes that he, Whale, and the rest of us can find the very thing in the title (and “the sunshine,” as he keeps repeating) if we wish, are willing to do the work (or, in some cases, give up the work that’s been stifling us), and accept it.

It’s a good message to end an album and start a new year. We don’t have to keep doing the same things, voting for the same people, or putting the same job before our bliss. It’s there for the taking – as is this record.

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Trauma Ray unleash “Hannibal” from their wild upcoming EP – “Carnival.”

trauma ray’s Carnival EP captures the Fort Worth’s five strongest, most intense, and exploratory work within the boundaries of a whirlwind year. Carnival delves into moodier, more cerebral material, like holding their past excursions against a funhouse mirror. There’s a distinct sense of unease in these songs, built as a band in a fleeting window of time, proving they work best under pressure and when pulling from the darkest corners of their subconscious.

Carnival follows in the breakout success of Chameleon, their 2024 debut on Dais Records which further established trauma ray amidst the current wave of shoegaze revivalists, yet increasingly agile, able to weave between scenes, touring extensively since with the likes of Deafheaven, Loathe, Touché Amoré and more. A confluence of blitzing riffs and stark beauty, trauma ray’s sound continues to evolve, nodding to loud-quiet-loud greats across metal, grunge, and shoegaze from Slowdive to Smashing Pumpkins.

trauma ray’s new single and video “Hannibal” contorts with a tinge of unprecedented evil, slithery, “Stone Temple-y, Alice in Chains-y,” vocalist Uriel Avila quips. Lyrically, he taps into teenage angst, the feeling of being dissected and rejected. “It’s a song about the feeling of doing your best as an individual yet still falling short in the eyes of those you hope to make proud.” adds Avila. “A lot of it stems from internal battles I faced growing up with my father, role models, and religion. Some of it comes from more recent experiences of being put under the microscope by my peers. It’s a gut wrenching sensation that I was able to tie lyrically to the visceral mood of the instrumentation that kicks off the track and begins the journey through Carnival’s overall theme.”

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trauma ray used a break in their relentless touring schedule in Summer of last year to regroup in Texas for a few days to record a flurry of tracks; then sent off to Corey Coffman (They Are Gutting A Body of Water, Milly) for mixing and mastering. “It’s the most collaborative we’ve been, where everyone was both hands-on and hands-off,” says Avila. “You can really hear each person’s influences in almost every song in a very unique, non-biting way.” Avila and guitarist Jonathan Perez, the band’s core songwriting duo to date, welcomed more contributions from others, notably an eerier strain of rhythmic and textural ideas from guitarist Coleman Pruitt and bassist Darren Baun. The direction coincided with a growing sense of collective dread and anxiety, and a striking photo set of a deserted amusement park near Brighton, England, taken on tour by drummer Nicholas Bobotas and now featured as the artwork. “It really looks like we specifically chose this theme and like had this whole preconceived idea, but it truly appeared out of thin air,” says Perez.

The wordless “Carousel” ushers in the EP’s unsettling atmosphere with blasts of static and downcast strums giving way to “Hannibal”, the anthemic lead single packed with power riffs and raw emotion. “Méliès”, named after the French illusionist and filmmaker Georges Méliès, cuts between heavy, sludgy chords and a skyward chorus, “from something scary to like a dream state,” says Avila, who channels the namesake’s surreal abstraction. His lines detail, “being stuck in your head and just making up realities that probably aren’t the real thing going on, when you don’t want to face the truth.” “Funhouse” dips into doom metal, with sparse guitar work and possibly the band’s slowest ever BPM, as self-proclaimed Sleep-heads. Lyrics play with shifting perspectives, culminating in the call-and-response outro (“take my hand / this is not your wonderland”) that conjures two forces, or frames of mind, at odds with one another.

In contrast, the final track “Clown” jolts, flashes, and pummels, like the listener has come out the other end of a house of horrors, now fully immersed in the jarring, disorienting lights of the carnival. Personified by a knotty, synthy lead guitar squall — “the lead tone is something I’m super proud of, we’ve never had something like that in a trauma ray song,” per Perez — “Clown” reminds them of Robin Williams, an archetype of tragic happiness, how the people trying the hardest to make others laugh may privately be the saddest. Sonically, the band is quick to credit the influence of “Undone” and “Stuck on You” by ’90s cult favorite Failure, alongside the omnipresent Loveless, which gets to the greatness of trauma ray: five musicians absorbing, synthesizing, and expanding on what they love. Carnival offers a brief and highly loopable detour into darkness from a band growing more formidable by the mile.

Carnival is available on February 20 via Dais Records – pre-save / pre-order here.

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Review: Just Mustard – We Were Just Here

Just Mustard‘s third album, We Were Just Here, opens with squalling guitar that sounds like an alarm that has a battery that’s slowly going dead. The band was looking for hope on the album, and I can’t help but think that its title refers to the deja vu (and dread) we’re all feeling right now in the political atmosphere.

“Pollyanna” is, in fact, named after a character who was eternally optimistic, and Katie Ball‘s vocals have a lovely bounce to them while her bandmates practically summon a UFO from outside our orbit. “Endless Deathless” roars off like a spacecraft designed in an Irish farmhouse going to meet that UFO and ask anyone inside how we can fix this place. It’s a stunner that will immediately go onto your cardio playlist. Guitarist David Noonan joins Ball on vocals for “Silver” – a song that bounces back and forth not only between their microphones, but also between Noonan’s guitar Mete Kalyoncuoglu‘s.

Ball’s vocals on “Dreamer” echo all around you, keeping on the theme of euphoria (and the healthy search for it – “I don’t wanna go where I can’t feel a thing.”) prominent across the record. The title track is another stunner with guitars roaring everywhere. “Somewhere” has Robert Hodgers-Clarke on bass and Shane Maguire on drums creating a neat, smoky, and slightly menacing atmosphere as the guitars swell and fall like waves.

“Dandelion” seems to be about perseverance, as dandelions can and do grow practically anywhere and Ball compares herself to one as she hopes she won’t be overlooked by a potential lover. “That I Might Not See” is a song about being so euphoric you’re not sure if what you’re experiencing is real or not. “The Steps” has Ball following her lover across unexplored territory, and the closer, “Out of Heaven,” has the band coming back down to Earth…but now the Earth has changed.

That’s what they hope for all of us: That the planet will change after we all take the time to have an out-of-body experience or two. Small actions create large changes. We don’t need to return to a place we’ve already been. That moment, that place, is gone and has been for a long while. Here is now. Just Mustard is now.

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Top 25 albums of 2025: #’s 10 – 6

Here we are at the top ten albums I reviewed last year. The choices get tougher as the numbers get lower. Let’s get to it.

#10: The Limiñanas – Faded

A salute to forgotten models, actresses, singers, and to lost friends, Faded is another solid album from the French psych-rock duo. It has all the elements you want from The Limiñanas – wild guitars, heartbeat drums, smoky vocals, and a sense that they’re re-creating something you’ve forgotten.

#9: Blackwater Holylight – If You Only Knew

It was great to get a new recording from Blackwater Holylight last year (and a new full-length album is already on the way), and If You Only Knew marked a turn toward shoegaze for them. I’m all for it. The heavy guitars and deep, often sad lyrics are still there. Perhaps doom-gaze is a better description of it. Then again, why bother describing it? Just let overwhelm you.

#8: Frankie and The Witch Fingers – Live at KEXP

I’ve been waiting for a live Frankie and The Witch Fingers album for a little while, and this recording of a raw, raucous show for KEXP didn’t disappoint. It’s difficult to capture their live show energy, but they did it. The fact that they open the show with “Brain Telephone” (an oldie) makes it even better.

#7: Roi Turbo – Bazooka EP

This, simply put, is the best house music record I heard all last year. It makes you crave a longer record. These guys are having a lot of fun and thankfully they invited us to the party.

#6: Joe Alterman & Mocean Worker – Keep the Line Open

This jazz-funk-trip-hop record is a delight from start to finish as pianist Joe Alterman and producer / DJ Mocean Worker pay tribute to funky legend Les McCann. Every song is highly danceable and will brighten any time of day.

Up next, the top five, which includes two welcome returns, another legend, electro upstarts, and brash post-punks!

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Review: Lowsunday – Low Sunday Ghost Machine – White EP

Coming back with their first new music since 1999, Lowsunday bring you a lot of heavy shoegaze riffs, post-punk bass, and psychedelic reverb on their Low Sunday Ghost Machine – White EP.

“Nevver” (Or is it “Newer?”) has lead vocalist Shane Sahene musing over how apathy has overcome him (“I used to care too much. Now I can’t care less.”) while Bobby Spell‘s near-disco bass line rumbles around him. “Call Silence” is a slick track of gothic shoegaze about missing a loved one after a breakup or a death when you realize they’re no longer going to answer your call.

On “Soft Capture,” Sahene realizes he’s the problem with lyrics like “I wish I believed you and I weren’t sick of me.” The Joy Division influence on the track is evident with its thick bass, spacey guitars, and distant vocals. “You Lost Yourself” reminds me a bit of early stuff from A Place to Bury Strangers, and has sharp lyrics about games played in relationships like “Some pretend to love while others love to pretend.” The bass and drums work especially well together on this track, too.

The EP closes with the sharp yet heavy “Love Language.” It could be a new darkwave smash. The wall of sound it creates is impressive and a bit intimidating, and Sahene’s hope that learning to love someone will at least slow down the pain inside him resonates with anyone who’s been lonely (AKA all of us).

It’s a good return for these chaps, and an EP that will help you drift into a different headspace for a little while.

Keep your mind open.

[You’ll be speaking my love language if you subscribe.]

[Thanks to Shauna at Shameless Promotion PR.]