Oceanless have never been a band content to sit still, and "Only For Tonight" confirms it with the swagger of a group who know exactly what they're doing to your Friday night nervous system. This is the sound of a band mid-transformation, caught somewhere between the sticky floors of a provincial indie disco and the queasy 4am comedown that follows it.

There's a particular kind of record that refuses to announce itself, and "Missed Connection," the new single from Long Island songwriter Mark Cee, belongs squarely to that lineage — the hushed, unshowy tradition running from Nick Drake's bedsit reveries through to Bon Iver's cabin confessionals. It is not a song that grabs you by the lapels. It is a song that waits for you to lean in, and then, once you have, refuses to let go.

Manchester has a habit of producing sound that refuses to sit still, and Romeo Saints belongs squarely inside that lineage. "Juju Vibes" arrives less as a single than as a small campaign of reclamation, a siege on despair conducted with synthesizers instead of cannon fire. The producer, credited under the full theatrical weight of Romeo Monroe Saints, has built something that behaves like architecture: load-bearing basslines, cathedral-height synth stabs, a structure engineered to hold weight without buckling.

There's a particular breed of British music writer — the kind who cut their teeth queuing outside the Roundhouse and now speaks exclusively in em-dashes and impossible compound adjectives — who would take one look at a red furry dragon fronting a phonk-metal outfit and dismiss it before the needle drops. More fool them. "Rive," the latest transmission from Canadian artist Matt Mars' shape-shifting project MARSUG, is exactly the kind of gloriously unhinged, genre-blind noise that this scene has been crying out for, and it arrives with the swagger of a band that knows precisely what it's doing even as it sounds like it's making it up as it goes. There's something fitting about it too — Canada has long produced musicians with an outsider's fluency in other people's genres, absorbing UK metal, Southern trap, and internet-native phonk alike without ever quite sounding like a tourist in any of them, and MARSUG wears that same borrowed-and-bettered confidence.