Slipped Discs

SASAMI - Squeeze

Cagey mischief-maker SASAMI’s foxy pop-rock shines in pithy bewitching issuing two-pronged songs buffed in fuzz, ferocious mojo bolted to jack-hammer fantasies carving essential intentions with untamed gaming. Compact attacks storming past mixing-board borders into astute studio-tutored maneuvers, “Squeeze,” releases panoramic canvases exhibiting insane range and imaginative refashioning while retaining artistic anchors with classic passion offering competent opulence with confident options.

Stars - From Capelton Hill

Romantic anthems canvas posh pop in diminished chords, rolling bass and springy rhythms as “Hill,” swims laps around whimsical reminisces with swooning showtunes tackling silver-screen pageantry through soft, glitter-ball whispers, lavish synthesized pastels and gossipy philosophy. Exquisite misbegotten metropolitans, the modest and melodic Stars persuade, promenade, and serenade, misbehaved apologists bravely paving remedy’s redemption with harmonized hindsight and kissable wisdom.

Shearwater - The Great Awakening

Deep, rich mediations steeped in dreamy beliefs and cosmic solace, the forsaken, “Awakening,” glows in soft monastic majesty, glimmering visions shadowing hallowed synthesizers, trudging percussion tumbling down sullen tunnels, soft-spoken commotion floating in gorgeous orchestras. Mesmerizing co-pilots in rainy night-drives, Shearwater’s compassionate flashes light vast galaxies, tidal messiahs washed onto primordial shores seeking new homes while roaming through battered catacombs.

Joan Shelley - The Spur

Helmed by Shelley’s sweet, steady voice and firm, maternal verse, “Spur,” cradles intimate fables, poetic lessons addressing human connections in blameless language. Hushed kindhearted comforts rocked in friendly eloquence, “Spur,” nurtures and cultivates through clanging steel strings finger-picked with watch-maker’s patience. Tasteful, courageous country-folk hopes wrapped with melodic options and graced with spacious arrangements, tackling thorny thoughts with resolute truths.

Standards - Fruit Town

Razor-sharp guitars kickstarting cross-stitched syncopation with prime number rumbles, pivoting duo Standards splinter thinking man’s panic, joyriding high-fiving and machine-tooled tomfoolery over pummeling thunder and dazzling flash. Whether cantering banjo somersaults or electric whammy-bar cartwheels, “Fruit,” produces fluid, flexible, prog-rock calisthenics; gracefully racing from collaborative lab-rat spasms to meticulous prog pop-quizzes firing surprising sparks with dizzying fissures riddling reliable designs.

SRSQ - Ever Crashing

Glazed in tasteful, celestial flamboyance touched in undulating funk and painted in palatial pathos, SRSQ’s phosphorescent sentiments glow beneath velvet proclamations, yearning harmonies reaching past heartaches’ maze braving flashy orchestral collapses in underwater operas. Cavernous hazards challenging craggy dramatics ghosting emotional moments behind lightning-swift riffs and hungry, thundering hooks, “Ever,” revels in sophisticated mayhem, fabulous happenings, bold, voluptuous and scintillating.

Smut - How The Light Felt

Maturity’s uncertainties swim in carbonated guitar-pop daydreams as Smut’s quivering rhythms, beguiling style and wicked riffs infiltrate melancholy rock with shimmering six-string solace, savvy mavericks bringing glistening deliverance to sage survivalists. A bright, tight-wrapped package, “Light,” polishes sentimental gemstones into tasty rock candy, well-designed sunshine baking unshakeable beliefs into stellar celebrations with stepped-up middle-eights crashing baited-hook jangle into towering power-chords.

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