
Britpop, shoegaze, psychedelia, and dance music collide in a ridiculously catchy album about the people, places, and times tangled up in our memories.

A five-song EP that shifts effortlessly between sounds while making room for self-doubt, joy, pain, and all the contradictions in between.

Summer of Hate mixes sludgy shoegaze, dreamy vocals, psychedelic sounds, and jangly indie pop into an album that moves from a darker tone to something sweet.

The Cribs bury classic power-pop hooks and harmonies inside noisy indie rock while looking back at youth from the other side of it.

Shimmering guitars, buried vocals, and bright pop melodies carry Whitelands through an album that finds plenty of darkness beneath the sunlight.

Fuzzy guitars and bright indie pop capture the excitement and anxiety of falling for someone and wanting those perfect moments to last.

Melting Palms blend fuzzy shoegaze and dream pop with songs that find hope even when things get dark.

An album that pulls you in with its beauty, then makes you sit with something much heavier.

American Road in New Jersey keeps changing with every listen. New sounds emerge, different lyrics grab my attention, and just when I think I have it figured out, the album challenges me to hear it differently.

A lush indie pop record with bright, jangly guitars, dreamy textures, and bittersweet vocals that make it easy to get pulled in.