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Project D.S.F - Transformation (single)              ZeeCogency – Oh (single)              The Generation - When I Tell You (single)              Point Pleasant - The Fall (single)              Lilia Asha - My Morbid Reverie (single)              Litvar - Being Here (album)                         
September 1, 2026
Point Pleasant – The Fall
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Point Pleasant have arrived with a single that refuses to announce itself the way debuts usually do — no fanfare, no calculated hook dropped in the first four bars to catch a scrolling thumb. "The Fall" opens instead with a guitar figure that sounds like it's been left running in an empty room for hours, patient and slightly haunted, before the rhythm section walks in and claims the space as its own.
The Generation – When I Tell You
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Thirty-three years is a long time to leave a tune sitting in a storage unit off some grey London side street, and longer still if that tune turns out to be this good. "When I Tell You" arrives with the peculiar glow of something both brand new and thoroughly aged — a debut single from a band that split up before most of today's listeners were born, unearthed like a reel of film that's somehow kept its colour.
Project D.S.F – Transformation
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Six minutes and ten seconds is a long time to ask a listener to sit still, and Project D.S.F spends every one of them earning the privilege. "Transformation," the latest cut from the "Uncharted Networks" EP, is a piece that refuses to announce itself with a hook or a chorus, instead unspooling like a reel of film shot somewhere far beyond the reach of a satellite dish. It opens on hush and static, the kind of tentative electronic murmur you might associate with a control room going dark, before the strings creep in — not lush, not yet, but wary, as though they too are waiting to see what the silence contains.
ZeeCogency – Oh   
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Sydney has given the world plenty of noise over the decades, but rarely anything quite this hushed and calculating. "Oh" arrives less like a single than a decision — the decision to slow everything down until the city itself becomes audible: the hum of a streetlamp, the half-second before a train's doors close, the private static of 3 a.m.