Budapest electronic artist Zságer Balázs turns Buddhist impermanence and Alan Watts philosophy into glitch-driven electronica that refuses closure. His second solo album on Free Sequence is precise, immersive and quietly radical.
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Budapest electronic artist Zságer Balázs turns Buddhist impermanence and Alan Watts philosophy into glitch-driven electronica that refuses closure. His second solo album on Free Sequence is precise, immersive and quietly radical.
After the maximalist sprawl of Cold Visions, Bladee returns with a single-producer statement that leans into emotional intensity and textural restraint. Sulfur Surfer, released today on Trash Island, finds the Swedish artist and longtime collaborator Whitearmor narrowing their shared palette into something darker, heavier and unusually cohesive.
Milan-based duo I’m Not a Blonde reframe partnership as 1+1=11 on their fourth album: a bilingual, precisely calibrated electropop record that prizes two distinct voices over fusion.
Thirteen years on, Block’s sixth album maps personal wreckage through ten sharply observed songs. Produced by Chris Kuffner and mixed by Blake Morgan, Love Crash refines the New York anti-folk voice into something quieter, more urgent, and unflinchingly present.
Fire-Toolz makes her Warp debut with Lavender Networks, a ten-track album in which metal, glitch and ambient drift form one precise emotional transmission.
On their fourteenth album, The Black Keys turn to a set of covers and, in the process, recover something more valuable than novelty: touch, weight, and the friction that once made their music feel alive
A former Star Trak affiliate returns from a 14-year prison sentence to make music with one of underground rap’s most consistent producers. The result is lean, patient, and entirely unforced.
On their second album, Miss Grit turns inward and outward at once, constructing songs that feel like rooms you can inhabit.
Two of the underground’s most formidable drummers face off across a split album that highlights their differences more than their common ground.
Ten years later, Beyoncé’s Lemonade remains a high-concept flex that redefined pop ambition, even as its cultural moment has cooled.
