With ‘Newspaper Smell’, London-via-Greece artist Olina delivers a song that dances through existential dread with eyeliner smudged and boots scuffed. It’s scrappy, smart, and self-aware- the sonic equivalent of screaming into a pillow, then laughing because the pillow’s covered in glitter. From the first line- “Nothing’s familiar here but theContinue Reading

If the club is the cathedral and the synths are the stained glass, then Doomsdaycult just stormed the pulpit with ‘Welcome to the Afterlife’, a scorched-earth sermon that blurs the line between electronic music and apocalyptic mythology. Steeped in industrial menace and cultic pageantry, the song unfolds like a vision fromContinue Reading