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I hit play and then walked away.  Fuck. Twenty minutes later I've listened to the song four times and I'm onto my fifth. This sounds like There Will Be Fireworks meets Leo Wyndham (Palace) and it's unreal. I have no idea who this is, what dude's other shit sounds like, or what the rest of the day's feels will feel like after this song sinks into my psyche, alls I know is this shit is gorgeous. Gorgeous in this innocently introverted manner that's both disarming and disturbing, but completely fucking appreciated. I hope Calan Mai understands how important the patience in his songwriting is, because the gentle build that "Black Box" demonstrates is absolutely fucking huge, and I'm in fucking lust.  Join me in stalking this dude immediately.

Thanks to Joel we seem to have a lot of Ben Howard fans lurking around here these days. You'll notice them from the mascara stains and I (heart) Dr. McDreamy shirts.  And yes...I make fun, but every now and then I too need a skim frappacino to catch the tears when I'm listening to an emotionally moving song. I don't judge.  That said, let me introduce all you Ben Howard fans to Luke Sital-Singh. 'Still' is a track off of his new EP The Breakneck Speed Of Tomorrow that is available to stream digitally now on Soundcloud.  This shit is so weepy and beautiful.  Five bucks Joel would weep tequila tears to this song while being rode bareback.

Hey do you jerks remember when I used to bang out mixtapes every two weeks? Yeah, it has been a minute hasn't it?! Back then the impetus to the Track Marks project was that I'd fairly regularly hear a song on Soundcloud that would rock my world so succinctly that it compelled me to try to spread it to as many people as far and wide as possible. Streaming was good and all, but when an earworm digs into you the world's wifi and 3g restrainsts just won't cut it. I had to give the people something more, tangible...or as tangable a zip file of mp3s can be. I'm rambling here but the point is that another song has kicked me in the balls and made me decide that I need to spend some quality time this weekend curating a new mixtape. That song of course is from SYFFAL sweetheart, Kotomi...

Rejoice revelers! Your pop syth high priestess is back! Yep. Chvrches recently announced Every Open Eye, the follow-up to 2013's The Bones of What You Believe and I am damn near giddy. It drops on September 25th...and after hearing "Leave a Trace" my heart can't handle the wait. Lauren Mayberry eviscerates every ex in her path to the degree that I want to be one of those chumps in the worst way. If her kiss on is as passionate as her kiss off then it was all worth the pain. Feelz for all!

The Moodhouse Podcast, Moodie Black, K Death, Chris Martinez The Moodhouse Podcast is the podcast from Moodie Black's K Death aka Chris Martinez. The Moodhouse Podcast stays shining the light of truth into the dark recesses of indie music success with conspiracy theories, and Fuck you opinions. Unafraid and matter of fact about looking you dead in the eyes, K Death doesn't shy away from saying what we're all thinking or fucking should be! Only on episode two, nows your chance, big boy, not to miss out on that ground floor elevator you got left behind with those other fancy podcasts. No marathon, The Moodhouse Podcast, times in at about 20 minutes. That means you can put...

I was supposed to add three things to the grocery list app on my phone, but Facebook was open and no matter how many times I hit the home button it wouldn't take me away from the Facebook. I must've pawed at this gargantuan asshole I call a phone a good two tree times. But fate would have nothing of it bros. AND THUS... At the very top of the feed I couldn't close fast enough was a post from one of my favorite rappers, and it included two words I have been looking to see used in a sentence since a fucking lifetime ago. The rapper is Qwa and the two words smooshed together to make hell yes is Dirty Digital. There was a freshly shared soundcloud link, and it said Dirty Digital ft. Adad. WHAT. Dirty Digital is Qwa...

When I've played a song for every single person that has come into my life in the span of a week, it has been decreed that I need adopt said song into my life like a dog from the pound. "Hashu" feat. Stév from Emancipator's Loci Records signee D.V.S* has me laid out on the hood of my car stargazing with girls I barely know. It's like we're hiking and the forest clears for misty cliffs and oceanic horizons. It's like I'm spinning… and not the kind of spinning that has one leg off the bed trying to find the floor and one hand pressed desperately against the wall in an attempt to make it stop. I mean the good kind. The child-like kind of spinning where you're smiling and on somebody's lawn on a Saturday. Maybe there are sprinklers, but I...

Emancipator, with his release, Safe in the Steep Cliffs, catapulted himself into my ears like a miniature person with a mission to massage my malleus. Let's just say that I'm the one who got the happy ending. It seems Emancipator, whose government name is Doug Appling, is in no way done. In fact, dude doubled down, took a long draw of whiskey, leaned back in his chair, hands resting across his chest, flirting with his own nipples, a smirk across his smug face like he's staring at fucking blackjack. Emancipator has branched out, debuting the Emancipator En-fucking-semble last year. That's Emancipator's layered and...

Dudes, you ever hear a song and instantly make the face like you're having a seizure while taking a girthy shit?!?!!! Yes, you have you lying dick!! I had the feeling the day I pressed play on Skyrider's new single "City Streets" off his album Ghost Dance. This shit is pure drum pattern & synth sex all deep in my ear holes. It is warm, aggressive without punching you in the balls, and it is hella cinematic! In case you live in a huge, dark, internet deficient hole you should know that Skyrider is the production behind former Anticon founder, and current political rap maniac Sole. You should also know that the new album from Skyrider drops on June 9th via Sole's new label...

Joel says Ok, so the France speaker in the beginning of this fucker threw me off. I was expecting to hate this. Then I'm all swooping my hips to and fro and fro and to and to and to and fro and fro in my desk chair and all of a sudden the phones are ringing and I'm shoving rainbow sherbet in my face like a fiend. Whoever the Fuck Panic Is Perfect is, I want them to unvasectomy me, because this track is bound to get a muthafucker in a humpin' ass mood. Poppy and catchy and bouncy and catchy and infectious and catchy, the only antidote to this song's fucking awesomeness is fucking sleep. I JUST WANT TO RUN THROUGH THE HALLS OF MY HIGH SCHOOL AND SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS "THIS IS HOW SEX MUST FEEEEEEL!". Does that make me weird? Tom says Holy shit. Vampire lips biting...