Black Sea Dahu – Thaw
Will Henriksen – Nothing Left Behind
Dehd – Letter
Hovvdy – Ruin (my ride)
Maya Lucia – preteen
They Are Gutting A Body of Water – french
Jason Calhoun – moving
Dilary Huff – Overused Sayings
Two Meters – The Nightmare
Dead Painters – Marigold
The Deer – Confetti To The Hurricane
Pastel – Moon Landing
Hit Like A Girl – No More Dysphoria
Basement Revolver – Master’s Degree
Bodies on the Beach – Ghost
Highnoon – Lens
Distant Reader – Marie
Drakes Island – 4 Days
Wet Dream – Worried
Best Mann – Must Be Wrong
The Funs – Trains Across The Sea
Ganser – Buio
Nothings – Favorite Shirt
Corinne Sharlet – Hail Mary
ahem – Halloween
Max and the Martians – Please Hold On
A.S. Wilson – Taken Apart
Béret – Book of Hera
Joel Jerome – There’s Nothing Here To Bother You Anymore
Carpet City – Little Longer
Hannah Cranton – Kite
Zachary Lucky – Didn’t Know That You’d Come Along
Wintersleep – Fading Out
Coral – find me wrong
Boo Baby – “Jazz?”
Margaux – Palm

Check out our previous Monthly Roundup playlists, and be sure to read our Reviews and Previews throughout the month.

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If the resulting sound has the wistful, searching energy of a haunting, then the debut Bodies On The Beach EP is aptly named. Ghost is a release carved from the American spirit, a kind of post-country style that pushes through Americana into a rock but remains indebted to what has been.

Based around a recurring dream Eliot had where he met his own ghost, the title track pushes into an ethereal world between reality and dreams, emerging from the realm with a striking empathy and humanity. For Eliot’s ghost is struggling with its own incorporeality, and no matter how many times Eliot reassures him that their conversations are proof of existence, that communication is itself a form of feeling, the ghost’s numbness remains.

‘Ghost’ is sung from the perspective of Eliot, though not in direct communication with the ghost. Rather, he is speaking to loved ones, hoping that they might be more restful than himself. In this shift, Eliot highlights his own similarities to the ghost, or perhaps emphasises the path toward becoming it, a life of lonely routine where feeling is no longer possible but suffering remains.

I hope you’re sleeping alright
I hope you finally find a way,
finally quiet your mind.
I can’t quiet mine

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