Last summer I went through a dry spell so long my vibrator started asking for hazard pay.You see, I’d sworn…
Alt Pop
Etherdene’s ‘What Are You Not Telling Me’ follows the slow collapse of trust after love bombing makes every sweet gesture feel suspect.
Jordie’s ‘Cannonball’ is anxious pop for anyone choosing the unstable dream because the sensible life feels impossible to live with.
Alexa Kate’s ‘What People Do’ turns an empty room into freedom while everybody else races toward rings and apartments.
Tove Styrke’s ‘Me/You’ finds romance, frustration and permanence in the complicated relationship she has with herself.
Alexa Kate’s ‘Does Anybody?’ captures the panic of falling behind while everyone else seems to be moving forward.
Elle Winter’s ‘Dream Girl’ takes her ex at his word and discovers never finding another man like him sounds pretty fucking good.
Girl Song Presents’ ‘Final Girl’ opens Domestic Violence Awareness Month with a song about five woman who stop running.
JORGINA’s ‘Box Me Up’ wraps diagnosis in labels, glitter and bubble wrap, capturing the strange comfort of finally having an answer.
RAMI’s ‘Save Myself’ flips the princess rescue fantasy when she realizes the person coming to save her has been there all along.
Kim DiVine’s ‘Earthquake’ turns years of rebuilding into a clear relationship standard. Love the whole woman or fucking go.
Eleonora’s ‘WALK AWAY’ finds the breaking point where proving how hard you loved him matters less than getting yourself out.
Erin Greider’s ‘We Could’ve Been Friends’ mourns the friendship a lying ex managed to destroy after the romance was already dead.
Jess Ball’s ‘Lost On Me’ turns missed calls and old streets into a tender pop song about friendships that still feel like home.
Millo’s ‘Plot Twist’ reclaims the psycho label with dark pop and a hook made for girls who own being too much.
Eden Mar’s ‘STUPID CRUSH’ turns hot-and-cold attention into a Y2K pop spiral with a grungy bass line and a girl worth obsessing over.
Marion Sophia Dyrvik’s ‘Daydreamer’ turns distance into dreamy indie pop with 90s warmth and a love story built from memory.
Ava Valianti’s ‘celebrity’ opens her kismet era with a softer jazz and R&B sound wrapped around full-blown idolization.
KAYTIE’s ‘Dirt’ captures the ugly moment when you realize everyone leans on you and nobody shows up when you need them.
Princess Gigi’s ‘Stardust’ pairs dreamy alt-pop with a stoned, sexy meditation on love, mortality and ancient matter.




















