Some records announce themselves with a shove. *Follow Me* arrives instead like a stranger who's already halfway through a sentence, and you find yourself leaning in to catch the rest. This is the debut full-length from Dr. M., a 39-year-old, self-employed songwriter, producer and multi-instrumentalist who has spent this album welding together two genres that, on paper, have no business sharing a room: Adult Contemporary and Heavy Metal. He calls the resulting hybrid Adult Metal, and after nine tracks of it, the name feels less like marketing and more like a diagnosis of something genuinely new.

Some men spend a lifetime treading boards before they learn to set fire to one. Diogo Lima, the Portuguese actor turned anthem-builder behind Dean RÖK, has clearly absorbed every lesson the stage ever taught him about timing, restraint, and the art of the grand gesture — and on "Fire & Stars" he cashes the whole lot in at once.

Rock and roll, at its most primordial, was always a class war set to a backbeat. From the Stones nicking Chicago blues to the Pistols screaming at the monarchy, the electric guitar has served historically as the working man's Molotov cocktail. Ermyte, four musicians from the sun-baked streets of Aix-en-Provence, understand this instinctively. Their debut single "Coup d'éclat" doesn't merely acknowledge that tradition — it detonates inside it.

British rock has always had a complicated relationship with sincerity. For decades, the genre's gatekeepers demanded a certain studied coolness, a performative detachment that kept genuine emotion at arm's length. Rosso Tierney, it seems, received none of those memos — and thank God for that.

Montreal's Boneyard Rebels arrive with their third single bearing the kind of conceptual baggage that could sink a lesser outfit: they're gravediggers, apparently, convening after dark in cemeteries to bash out post-punk hymns to the absurd. One might reasonably suspect this to be marketing flannel of the most egregious sort, yet "Raincoat" suggests these nocturnal labourers have stumbled upon something genuinely compelling amidst the headstones and shovels.

John Beckmann's latest work with The Mortal Prophets arrives like a transmission from some parallel dimension where Syd Barrett never left Pink Floyd, where Robert Wyatt's fragile tenor still haunts empty rooms at 3am, and where David Lynch's red curtains billow eternally in a wind that carries both menace and tenderness. *Hide Inside the Moon* represents psychedelic dream-pop at its most hypnagogic – music designed not to soundtrack dreams but to induce them, to blur the threshold between waking consciousness and the lunar landscapes of sleep.

In an era where authenticity has become the most manufactured commodity in rock music, BARON'S arrive like a pair of beautifully damaged carnival barkers, hawking their wares of existential dread with the kind of theatrical abandon that would make David Bowie nod approvingly from beyond the velvet curtain.

There are precious few moments in contemporary pop when an artist achieves that alchemical transformation from mere entertainment to genuine spiritual experience. Tony & The Kiki's "Keep Shinin' On," the lead single from their debut EP on Tomboi Records, Fornication Under Consent of Queens Volume 1, represents one such moment—a glittering thunderbolt that manages to be simultaneously a call to arms and a healing balm for bruised souls.

Boston rock band Mad Painter presented their second single from their upcoming album 'Island Poetry'. The song is called 'Debt Collector' and it is a modern interpretation of blues rock. Mad Painter play with quality and persuasively.

London-based non-binary artist Glitzy Von Jagger has debuted their single 'Sharp Dressed Them'. The famous hit of the band ZZ Top received a new lease of life in the quality of dance glam.