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Indie Pop Rock

Dust-Speckled Salvation Runs Through Outpost Drive’s Americana-Twanged Heartbreaker, ‘Broken Vein’

With their Americana-twang indie pop rock authenticity and the sonic sublimity of the massive dust-speckled production, Outpost Drive should be a name on everyone in the industry’s lips, and the latest single from the synergistic duo, Broken Vein, should be on everyone’s playlists. Without ever fundamentally moving too far away from the classic melodic rock formula, soaring guitar solos and all, they assert themselves as distinctive trailblazers in a single that feels nostalgic in all the right places.

What really seals Broken Vein is the evocative pull of the dual harmonies, carrying the kind of weathered ache that will speak straight to fans of Gram Parsons and Emmylou Harris. It feels like a simpler world as soon as you plug into the Outpost Drive discography; the static slips away along with the trappings of modernity, leaving nothing but a wide-open panoramic expanse and the search for salvation. The vignette around the pain of a sole protagonist gives the release its emotively raw centre, and God damn, it lands.

Broken Vein proves why their devout fanbase keeps devouring Outpost Drive, which comprises Alabama’s Mary Bragg Robinson, England’s Willow Robinson, and their transatlantic chemistry that gives the track its irreplicable voltage, with her Southern je ne sais quoi and his climactic guitar work feeding into those soaring vocals.

Broken Vein is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Lauren Budd – Girls in LA: A Hauntingly Hooky Pop Punk Anthem

It’s rare I get the opportunity to call a pop-punk track haunting, but that’s exactly how Lauren Budd’s debut single, Girls in LA, crawls under your skin. Beyond the bouncy choruses, the razor-sharp hooks and the crunchy with distortion air, there’s a shadow-steeped thematic atmosphere woven into the production. Her harbingering, sobered yet soaring vocal presence mirrors the tension of contending with superficiality, holding a mirror to how glossy surroundings can grate against internal reckonings until they blur into something emotionally volatile. The confessionally messy texture of the single hits like a cascade of late-night honesty, twisting your heartstrings in knots while the melodies stay lodged firmly in your mind.

As the choruses swell and the grit of the guitar crunch circles her diaristic delivery, the Canadian singer-songwriter stamps out a debut that feels far more seasoned than a first step. Girls in LA carries the scavenged feelings of being somewhere you’re meant to thrive in, only to find the shimmer laced with something sour, something quietly corrosive. Through her gritted vocal ascents and raw melodic choices, she lets those contradictions simmer into something addictively uncomfortable and emotionally magnetic.

Lauren Budd is staking her ground early by pulling from the early-2000s pop-punk world while pairing her bratty rock edge with polished pop instincts. Her writing leans into diary-style candour, channelling emotional impact through melody-driven, hook-bright work that already hints at a catalogue worth keeping tabs on. Girls in LA marks the beginning of her ascent and serves as a clear indicator of what she can build when she allows vulnerability, amplification, and sharp self-awareness to share the same breath.

Girls in LA is now available on all major streaming platforms, including YouTube.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Gone Beyond the Light tore the wires out of nostalgia to shock alt-pop back to life

Iako Bei and Lu-Banger brought the bruised intimacy of Gone Beyond the Light into existence by pulling a few teeth out of the commercial gloss of pop and replacing them with wires torn from the 90s alt underground. The single traces emotional burnout with a lyrical motif that strikes like the power surge behind a frozen download bar, climbing to 99% before crumbling under the weight of its own promise.

Through a collision of melancholic orchestration, reverberant confessions, sharp falsetto flares and gritted proclamations, Gone Beyond the Light maps the emotional topography of liminality. There’s no false light at the end of the tunnel here, just the dull, aching recognition that transformation rarely arrives in a moment. Instead, it’s clawed out through persistence and pain.

In their fourth collaborative single, the duo gave form to the futility of chasing internal thresholds and finding them always slightly out of reach. Lubomir Ivan (Rare Americans) injected warped grandeur into the production under his moniker Lu-Banger, adding digital textures and strings while letting the rawness of Roman Jakobej’s fretless bass and vocals breathe through the melancholy. Gone Beyond the Light started as a loose concept in 2017, and through years of creative metamorphosis, it has arrived like a ghost that never fully lets go.

Gone Beyond the Light is now available on all major streaming platforms; watch the lyric video on YouTube.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Emotion whiplashed through JANAYAH’s indie pop-rock powerplay, ‘Bad Taste’

JANAYAH is writing her boldest chapter to date in her indie pop rock era. Throughout her discography, she’s proven herself as a scintillating sonic shapeshifter, but whatever form she takes, there’s no compromise to the livewire current of her signature emotive energy. Bad Taste is no exception; it’s pure indie pop-rock perfection.

Seamlessly shifting between melancholically moody, sticky-sweet, and firebranded with hard-fought-for resilience, JANAYAH backs the nurture over nature argument as she illustrates, through her high-octane vignette, how we’re constantly forced to reckon with ourselves to come out stronger. Especially when someone’s seen the softest corners of us and twisted them for their gain. There’s strength here, but it’s not posturing. It’s blood-soaked and breathless, layered over riffs that punch through and hooks that land in the psyche long after the track ends.

Born in New Zealand and now based in London, JANAYAH’s creative range is as far-reaching as her geographical roots. From her early stage and screen appearances to recording vocals for Dancing with the Stars New Zealand at just 16, she’s long known how to command attention. Her debut EP Stepping Stones captured her evolution, moving between stripped-back ballads, Drum & Bass adrenaline, and rock-laced confessionals. But Bad Taste is where she grabs the wheel and slams the accelerator. It’s the sound of a siren who’s done shrinking herself, ready to unapologetically fill the rooms she’s anxiously occupied.

Bad Taste is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Jake Cassman became an unrivaled boy-next-door troubadour in his alt-indie release, October Burning

Through the flames of Jake Cassman’s October Burning, from his LP Trying to Mourn a Friend of Mine, there’s enough ambiguity to shape-shift it into a parable for the Anthropocene as it cracks under heat and pressure, or a vignette of lives frayed by the lack of safety nets and the comforts you thought were a given. Whichever thread you pull from the conceptual tableau, one truth remains: Jake Cassman’s knack for building panoramas of emotion makes him the kind of boy-next-door troubadour it’s dangerously easy to fall for.

His voice reaches with an open hand for connection, tying the tangled dots of the human condition into lucid form. Each lyrical line lands with clarity, never overburdened by metaphor, yet rich with poetic weight. The gentle melodic sway of his Americana-kissed indie pop rock signature holds the kind of warmth you only feel when slipping through your front door after a weary roadrip; worn out, scuffed up, but safely home.

Without chasing reinvention, Cassman still manages to deliver raw authenticity with composure and command. It all adds up to a bold statement of what makes him one of the most affecting artists gracing the 2025 airwaves.

Raised on Elton John, but fuelled by the DIY spirit after teaching himself Green Day riffs when the sheet music lessons fell short, Cassman now traverses the spectrum from duelling pianos to political songwriting and podcast production, pulling his voice from every corner of his lived experience. October Burning is another testament to how he’s forging spaces for listeners to feel seen inside.

October Burning is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

– Review by Amelia Vandergast

Vemalo Painted the Sepia-Tinted Ache of Soul Separation in Their Genre-Fluid Single, Outside of Me

With Outside of Me, Vemalo refused to sidestep emotional devastation in favour of commercial palatability. They held it in their hands, inspected every facet, and layered it into a track that never shies away from rawness or restraint. The single bleeds from the starting line with dusty, distorted, diaphanous guitars that shape a middle ground between shoegaze haze and desert rock’s parched tone. As the instrumental moodboard unfurls, Vedantha Kumar’s vocals become the spiritual tether in the sonic expanse, offering the same slow-release burn as Jim Morrison’s lucidity laced with the melodic ache of Chris Isaak, without once losing his own voice to reverence.

The haunting sense of soul estrangement is matched by production choices that lean into cinematic melodicism without indulgence. After the midpoint, a jazz-licked interlude momentarily stills the chaos before the returning vocal refrain hits harder with each repetition. Vemalo used this section as a calculated lull; exhibiting their precision with dynamic emotional pacing.

Written by Matthew Davis and Vedantha Kumar, the single isn’t just autobiographical, it’s anthropological in the way it dissects the universal experience of watching someone disappear from your shared world, leaving you suspended, untethered, watching your own life move outside of yourself. Matthew, formerly signed to EMI and known for working with Daisy Chute and Stuart Moxham, brings his narrative precision, while Vedantha, drawing from his time in August and After and his Indian heritage, lends the soul. Paris-based producer Jonathan Le Fevre created the perfect environment to honour that intention.

Outside of Me is now available on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Agnesz Anna Spun Dreamy Indie Jangle Pop into a Sonic Secret in No One Will Ever Know

If anything fits the bill to the penny while describing the latest single from Agnesz Anna, it’s her track tagline, “Rock n roll for the modern hearts with an old soul”. With No One Will Ever Know, she echoes vintage indie pop energy, giving the timbres. a second skin painted with raw, poetic confession. The reverb-drenched jangle pop guitars pirouette around her vocals, which glide and command in equal measure, all while cradling that rare, unvarnished romanticism that belongs more to cracked vinyl than algorithmic playlists.

In a world that treats intimacy like spectacle, No One Will Ever Know flickers like a candlelit secret in a blackout. Agnesz never overstates; she lets the layers of lush harmonies carry the swell. Every melodic curve is steeped in a warmth that evokes the golden-era psychedelia of the Beach Boys, the Psychedelic Furs, and the B-52s, without stealing a single shadow from their legacies.

The Dutch-Polish artist’s road to this release was paved with stage lights, flamenco rhythms, Shakespearean monologues, and transatlantic theatre runs. After studying at the Lee Strasberg Institute in New York and appearing on Dutch television, she returned to her roots to forge a sound that’s fiercely her own. With this single marking the first taste of her 12-track debut indie pop album due later in 2025, Agnesz Anna has proven she’s more than ready to lace nostalgia with present-tense soul.

No One Will Ever Know is now available on all major streaming platforms, including YouTube.

– Review by Amelia Vandergast

Ben Withers Poured Lyrical Grace into the Pressure Cooker of Modern Life with ‘Take It Easy’

The latest lyrical outpouring from Ben Withers takes the 00s indie pop rock aesthetic and translates it into an emotionally augmented ballad for the contemporary airwaves. With endless depth and weight, Take It Easy is literally and figuratively a force to be reckoned with. Beneath the euphonic arrangement of diaphanous orchestral notes and a grounding rhythm section lies a plea for softness; for the grace of pacing. This isn’t about nostalgia or superficial sentimentality. It’s about hitting the wall and needing the world to pause.

The lyrical underpinnings tear into the pain of being pushed by your limit, and honestly, that speaks to the collective emotional bandwidth of just about everyone right now. Brighton-based Ben Withers knew exactly where to strike. With a sound sculpted by influences that stretch from Celtic mysticism to cinematic folk to alternative rock’s rawer roots, he builds a space where escapism meets confrontation. His atmospheric touches bring levity without glossing over the emotional wreckage beneath.

Originally from Witney, Oxfordshire, Withers channels the introspective edge of folk with the expansive energy of pop rock and the intimacy of acoustic storytelling. He has crafted a sonic signature that isn’t interested in fleeting hooks. Take It Easy is built to linger, to pull you back in long after the final chord has faded.

Ben Withers may not be the most popular Withers the industry has seen… yet… but he has all the potential to be.

Take It Easy is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Conner Eko’s Indie Pop-Rock Panache Swaggers Through Protest and Funk in ‘A Farewell to Arms’

Conner Eko’s latest single, A Farewell to Arms, strides into indie pop with a funk-wrapped arrangement that lands like a gauntlet. The earworm will swagger its way right into your psyche, bringing with it an exuberance that almost defies aural science, attesting to the Cali pop artist’s alchemic approach to bringing his art to life, and in the process of doing so, giving his listeners a lust for their own lives.

This is a protest track that doesn’t flinch as it pushes the limits of what pop can be. Eko’s production turns sharp observation into music that compels action. Serpentine guitar riffs inject rock’s intensity as the track progresses, and his chameleonic vocals drive home the defiance that pulses through every line. The jaunty piano pop opening gives way to a full-scale protestive rock opera, confronting the fucked up state of America and the twisted priorities that have shaped it. Amidst the blistering commentary, Eko allows a sliver of hope to cut through for anyone searching for a semblence of sanity in the chaos.

With two decades behind him as a songwriter, educator, and astrophysicist in Vallejo, California, Eko channels lived experience and hard-won perspective into his sound. After fronting Falling Andes and pursuing science, he returns with music that’s both immediate and urgent. International collaborations with musicians from Japan, Brazil, and Portugal bring added force, but the message remains Eko’s: unfiltered, unwavering, and impossible to ignore.

A Farewell to Arms is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast

LA’s Skittish Cracked the Whip of Existential Backlash with the Sardonic Alt-Indie Hit ‘Kicking In’

Skittish nestled into a niche between indie rock urgency and alt-pop accessibility with the release of Kicking In, a track that flirts and orders drinks at the bar for garage punk and nostalgic neo-pop to entice them into the stylings of this scorned yet superlative anthem that writhes through collective frustration.

They may be outliers on the airwaves through their refusal to fall into lines of monotony, but anyone searching for visceral authenticity and the opportunity to connect with an artist unafraid to wear their authenticity on their guitar strings will find their own form of reverie within Kicking In. The ennui resounds at a palpable level in spite of the high-octane energy of the earworm, which is battle-ready with euphoric choruses, razor-sharp angular indie guitar licks, and crooning vocal lines pinched with sardonic wit.

Jeff Noller’s DIY defiance has always been the pulse of Skittish, but with this new Los Angeles-based incarnation, he’s enlisted sonic arsonists including guitarist Chris Lahn, who carved searing licks into the heart of Kicking In, and drummer Ian Prince, who kept the rhythmic volatility simmering beneath the pop polish. It’s just one example of the genre-fluid chaos that defines the new EP Ugly Makes Pretty—a record that dances through its existential crises and punches back with hooks.

Kicking In is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify. 

Review by Amelia Vandergast