Slipped Discs

Stella Donnelly - Flood

Peppered in welcome plain-talk and well-considered images, the sweet, subtle, “Flood,” treads lightly on deep waters, balancing talented gallantry atop unfolding disclosures, pedestrian friendliness and modern indie-folk poetry. Donnelly’s spunky calm carries infectious charm coupled with serious sincerity; real, sensible apprehension coated in sublime rhymes where candid ear-candy whispers sizzle in coffee-shop gossip and choreographed courtesies conjure cordial chamber-pop sorority. 

Air Waves - The Dance

Bashful casualties palpitate in bouncy counsel as aliens and demons populate Air Waves’ sullen cuddly synth-rock lullabies. Rocking grief to sleep while staring down despair, “Dance,” plants enchanting ear-worm observations; a songbook where beautiful emotional confusion produces simple, haunting thoughts and sun-streaked meekness famished for love moves reluctantly towards inevitable acceptance, a family companion for hand-holding consoling and deep-feeling healing.

The Beths - Expert In A Dying Field

Smart, barbershop power-pop, “Expert,” searches for solutions with swooping doo-wop harmonies tangled in snarling guitars, bullseye bass and chiming rhymes. Alt-rock hooks hung from luscious vocal production dangle upbeat heartaches alongside live-wire guile and cheeky sweetness. Feasible idealists, The Beths rev edgy ingenues into frothy positivity, changing sage cliches into pithy air-tight insights bobbing and weaving over punchy, lunging percussion.

Divino Niño - Last Spa on Earth

Fluid Afro-Cuban grooves dripping in dreamy Caribbean synergy, “Spa,” basks in jet-ski melodies vibing private beachfront fun in paisley waves and post-rave cravings, dizzy with swinging bilingual sizzle, home-grown reggaeton and multi-cultural hustle. Capturing a vibrant rapping, waxing space-age fantasy, Divino Niño’s funky genie grants wishes and color visions in bright bursts and suave ardor, empathetic temptations teasing breezy Edens.

Alex Lilly - Repetition Is A Sin

Relatable modern-day fables bolstered in silver-screen sheen and sprinkled with extravaganza glamour, Lilly’s dizzy synergy rides kiss-and-tell carousels circling life’s facades in clever pop hooks and pastel backing. Clear, lyrical reveals facing friendships, self-worth and identity, “Repetition,” dips, rises and twirls in upbeat ballads rallying affectionate conjecture; light, bite-sized insights inviting trust through shared cares, gentle confession and mutual truths.

Robyn Hitchcock - Shufflemania!

From swirling psycho-skiffle non-sequiturs to learned curveball meditations, “Shufflemania!” quaintly contains zany refrains among nefarious narrative dares tapping compassionate rapture with minor-key skullduggery. An illustrious bishop-baiting busker, Hitchcock eyes both sides and straddles the addled and the academic, mirthful dirges quoting interlopers and jumping trains with rambling shenanigans and post-mortem exhortations both spry and wise, quietly diabolical and oddly logical.

Katy Rea - The Urge That Saves You

Recorded live, the sensual sophistication exhibited in the uninhibited, “Urge,” merges bookish piano-ballad casualties into compassionate unscripted madness, bold episodes holding thoughts at bay before searing lyrical outbursts burn carousing lounge into the ground. Accompanied by flexible specialists, Rea unleashes sinful incantations with animal grace and grand humanity, rendering scathing impatience in exquisite visits to dark hearts and slithering suspicions.

Quasi Qui - Downloading A New Operating System

Cyber-smart dancefloor funk slung in fretless New Wave genuflections among soft dream-pop propositions, “Operating,” drops sultry bangers among hypnotic cat-walk seductions breathing steamy intrigue into cooing computer grooves. Bite-sized enticements swirling in hip-swiveling pivots and haunting taunts, Quasi Qui’s devious allegiances prance around chance encounters and primal pursuits, post-modern promises teasing charming carnal karma with supple struts and blockbuster hustle.

Weyes Blood - And In The Darkness, Hearts Aglow

Hopeful vocals coaxing post-pandemic paradises from heavenly choirs and symphonic longing, Weyes Blood’s epic introspection mixes forgiveness and regret tinted in angelic visions evoking renaissance canvases washed in lush brushstrokes selling delicate melodies. Humble suffering glorified in gorgeous choruses, poignant hindsight finds, “Aglow,” open to fragile futures, nursing wounded moods into shining reminders rich in pitch-perfect concern and orchestrated empathy.

Brendan Benson - Low Key

Multi-talented maestro, Benson’s keen pop comprehension seeks encyclopedic feats with astute grooves depicting life on the road, whether paying dues in soulful brass wrapped around country-blues or tasting freedom gleaming in power chords rigged with pithy riffs. By reconciling miles traveled in clever couplets, “Low Key,” captures biographical snapshots in rearview mirror romances, ramping three-minute anthems into taunt cautionary tales.

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