Music

What I'm listening to

Not reviews. Reactions. The albums that rip me open, the songs that catch like a fishhook in my chest. Written like a fan, not a critic, because I am one.

• September 2, 2026

  Silent Planet, and the scream that did its homework

  Most metal wants you to feel something. Silent Planet hands you the reading list on the way down.

• August 31, 2026

  Counterparts, and the sadness that never gets a chorus

  No clean vocal coming to save you. Why this band works from inside the grief instead of around it.

• August 25, 2026

  Better Lovers, and the chaos that doesn't ask permission

  Greg Puciato fronting Every Time I Die's wreckage. It should not work this well. It does.

• August 21, 2026

  Loathe, and the riff that sounds like drowning on purpose

  Shoegaze and metalcore had a kid and it came out wrong in the best way. A note on the record that taught me heavy can be suffocating and beautiful at the same time.

• August 15, 2026

  Jinjer, and the bassline that does the heavy lifting

  Not the vocal acrobatics. The groove underneath them. Why Jinjer works from the bottom up.

• August 1, 2026

  Knocked Loose live is a trust fall with strangers

  The record hits. The room hits harder. Hands up, somebody falls, somebody catches.

• July 27, 2026

  Spiritbox, and the clean vocal that still feels dangerous

  Courtney's clean lines shouldn't make heavy music scarier. Somehow they do.

• July 20, 2026

  Lorna Shore: Pain Remains still has me by the throat

  Not a review. A report from inside the trilogy when the clean lines hit and the room tilts.