Death, as a subject for pop music, has rarely been treated with the seriousness it deserves. We get grief songs aplenty — elegies, eulogies, the occasional morbid banger — but the actual phenomenology of dying, the interior cartography of a consciousness coming apart at the seams? That is territory almost nobody dares to enter. The Genovese collective Andrea Pizzo and The Purple Mice have not only entered it, they have built a conceptual home there, and "Come Out Lazarus 2 – Ineffability" is the record that makes you genuinely grateful they did.

"A double album born from lockdown, obsession, and hospitalisation — Melbourne's finest hour arrives battered, brilliant, and utterly uncompromising." Nobody sets out to make a great album by halving their sleep, surviving on cigarettes and coffee, and driving themselves to a six-week hospital stay. And yet here we are. Soliloquy, the long-gestating double album from Melbourne's Reetoxa, is precisely the kind of record that could only have been wrested from genuine extremity — a work that carries the unmistakable scent of a man who went all the way to the edge and, rather than turning back, took notes.