"hollow (mixtape version)" is an alternate version from Winter's 2025 LP 'Adult Romantix' out now via Winspear. Stream + order Winter vinyl and merch: http://lnk.to/winter-hollow CREDITS Director: Sophie Hur DP: Cece Chan 1st AC: David Root 2nd AC: Lana Stepanova Gaffer: Rowan Gould-Bayba Stylist: Alex Murphy wearing Elisabed Amiredjibi Hair: Takayuki Umeda Set Design: Austin Yeap Set Assistant: Demie Cao Editor: Sophie Hur Colorist: Zack Chalmers Producer: Evan McCormick LYRICS Tooth and leg She grules Cast beneath the shadows Listen to her voice Feed her in your pocket I just feel so hollow I can’t I can’t help it Summer sets in doom Figures from the forest Listen to her tune Just so you’ll complete it I just feel so hollow I can’t I can’t help it I just feel so hollow (I just feel so hollow) I can’t (I can’t ) I can’t help it (I can’t help it) FOLLOW WINTER Instagram: https://instagram.com/daydreamingwinter Facebook: https://facebook.com/daydreamingwinter TikTok: https://tiktok.com/@daydreamingwinter Bandcamp: https://daydreamingwinter.bandcamp.com Spotify: https://spoti.fi/4ij50Lt

Stream Silent Pictures EP: https://labrecords.ffm.to/silentpictures Order Vinyl, CD & Merch: https://mouthulcers.bandcamp.com/merch Video Directed by Zak Watson Lyrics: I wanna be happy Even if I said I could But what if I’m lonely And the darkness bleed when I shook I need to find a way To swallow The pain And Silent Pictures Are fading Away Time takes Time takes Over Time takes Time takes Over I need to find a way To swallow The pain And Silent Pictures Are fading Away #mouthulcersband #postpunk #darkwave #gothmusic #mouthulcersmusic

"Baby I'll Change" by Fiddlehead from Baby I'll Change EP out June 26, 2026 on Run For Cover Records. Listen to Fiddlehead: https://fiddlehead.lnk.to/babyillchange Pre-order Baby I'll Change & Fiddlehead Merch: https://fiddlehead.lnk.to/bic Directed by Alex Henery Producer: Sam Hamad Executive Producer: Alex Dow Production Assistant: Charles Hafitz Director of Photography: Jimmy Liu Nyeango 1st AC: Sheila Dillon 2nd AC: Satya Sullivan DIT: Mattie Hamer Steadicam Operator: Thomas Dean Gaffer: Fletcher Burns Best Boy Electric: Tristen Coughlin Swing: Haley McHatton Key Grip: Brandon McGinnis Best Boy Grip: Matt Hernan 3rd Grip: Colin Munson Editor: Sid Williams Colorist: Cameron Marygold Cast: Abbie Huneycutt, Amanda Green, Richard Dinkins, Michael Knowlton, Vincent Swintosky, Reka Moscarelli, Jim Dow, Cynthia Rose, Declan Condon, Jon Lake, Jackson, Eben Belcher, Cynthia Adar. Lyrics: Sitting on the train I said "Baby I'll change," and so many things on the answering machine. I know I need a shave and to get you paid, but clean sheets are all that I'll take.   I just need a friend to stand by me. I know that would feel just like drowning. If you could hear my message on the phone, if not o.k. then maybe I'll learn to grow.   Coming your way I said "Baby I'll change," I know I can be the one you wanna see, but I'm acting kinda strange and you're turning away. Yeah my hands can shake but I'm o.k.   I just need some green and a place to stay. In 21 days I'll be so straight. If you could hear my message on the phone, if not o.k. then maybe I'll just lay low.   Running away I said, "Baby I'll change," but the way you look at me just stabs and stings  and the words you say just ring and ring - so, what's another drink, hey maybe I'll rage.   The cravings are way too much of a weight, it all just feels like rain on me. If you could hear my message on the phone, if not o.k. then maybe I'll just leave you alone.   Walking away I said, "Baby, I'll change" all the pain and days of my mistakes,  but the stain won't fade or go away no matter how I pray I just fixate   This life just feels like a big bad dream. I don't wanna bring you down with me. If you could hear my message on the phone, if not o.k. then maybe, my baby, I'll go.   I'm fading away, just remember my name. Can you hear me say, "Hey, Baby I'll change." And see the way I ride the train with a faith in me against the grain.   All the right seeds were planted in me, a perfect soil so fertile and green. When you're in the field, all purple and gold, look for me in the flowers that just won't grow.   Baby, I can change.

"Iron City" by Interpol, from the album This Mirror Weighs a Ton, out August 28, 2026 on Partisan Records: http://interpol.lnk.to/TMWAT FOLLOW: https://bio.to/interpol https://interpol.lnk.to/Instagram https://interpol.lnk.to/TikTok https://interpol.lnk.to/twitter https://interpol.lnk.to/Facebook https://interpol.lnk.to/Bandcamp LYRICS: Alone in Central Park when Nothing seems to happen All my thoughts invaded Memories degraded We slept too deep Now uncertainty fades to progress The slow machine Paved with traffic Seems pleased to take us out I can feel your love, iron city I can build you up, feel for me Statements I’m glad they don’t mean no Gave our son to the 1 and 0 Then there came a dark thing Tryna shed this shark skin I can feel your love, iron city I have built you up, feel for me I was here before you can’t see me anymore I have lived a life and I left you there, inside Think I made some mayhem tonight Going out in vain for someone I’d remain for I can feel your love, iron city I can build you up, feel for me I was here before you can’t use me anymore I have saved your life and I left you there, inspired Who left a crumbling heart You left a crumbling star Who let the crumbling start Who let me take it too far

Listen to 'Headfirst': https://transgressive.lnk.to/headfirst Taken from Nina Winder-Lind's upcoming debut album 'Wild Love', out 14th August 2026 via Transgressive Records, pre-order here: https://transgressive.lnk.to/wildlove Follow Nina Winder-Lind: www.instagram.com/ninawinderlind/ Video Credits: Filmed, Edited, Directed by Hugo Winder-Lind Song Credits: Nina Winder-Lind - Guitar and Vocals Finlay Burrows - Lead guitar and BVs Toma Sapir - Drums and BVs Edward Deeney - Bass and BVs Ella Oona Russell - Tambourine and BVs Lyrics: Like a seal Like a bird I go Head first I’ll make something out of nothing On the street When I'm dancing And nobody knows what goes through my head They look the other way instead But I’m here And I feel things I am laughing I am grieving What else can I do than to keep it alive This reeling feeling that I need to survive I won’t die I won’t die I won’t give it to you I won’t lay my arms down Cause my arms Is my heart! And my heart Is the sea! And the sea Is so endless Is so much bigger than me And thank god For the sea And thank god That I can breath And thank god For the street And thank god For all that I feel Thank god for all that I feel Thank god for all that I feel Thank god for all that I feel

The new single by Arab Strap Glamour Magick available to stream now via: https://arabstrap.os.fan/glamourmagick Taken from the forthcoming album Half-Told Tales, out 4th September and available to pre-order via: https://arabstrap.os.fan/halftoldtales Music and Lyrics by Arab Strap Lyrics: I’ve plucked a hundred white hairs from my flaking brow as I ponder my pulchritude, then versus now. It takes years off me! I use age-defence creams to embellish my guise, and depuffing serums on sad, swollen eyes. It takes years off me! On the Norwood Scale, I’ve hit number five, so my caffeine shampoo keeps what hair’s left alive. It takes years off me! And I’ve dyed my beard back to its natural brown; I’ve sprayed keratin fibres all over my crown. It takes years off me! I tried whitening powders and pastes for a while, now I’m just back from Turkey – check my big new smile! It takes years off me! I’ve had facials with cat litter, gold-plate and semen; cryotherapy’s cold, but it keeps my skin gleamin’ – takes years off me! I’ve covered my coupon in nightingale shit; I’ve had more dermal fills than I care to admit. They take years off me! I’ve had follicle grafts and blepharoplasties, and a scrrrotal lift – lift my kilt and you’ll see it takes years off me! I eat bone broth with flaxseed and root liquorice; I pee in the sink, wash my face with my piss. It takes years off me! It takes years. Cultus vanitas … I pumped my face full of a stranger’s fat; I did abdominal lipo, now my tummy’s so flat! It takes years off me! I bought big fat lips from a backstreet surgeon, then I bathed in the blood of a thousand virgins. It takes years off me! I sucked all the plasma from my firstborn, I injected it all – now I’ve got permahorn. It takes years off me! I found the Bimini fountain, to bathe in and sup; I took a gulp of ambrosia from Hebe’s old cup. It took years off me! It took years. You take years off me! You take years. Cultus vanitas, glamour magick! Years and years and years … Video Credits: Director: David Arthur Producer: Niamh West at FlowerPunk Films Starring: ARAB STRAP and Jenny Ryan Cinematographer: Darren Hercher Assistant Camera: Louis Darnell Costume Design: Holly Firkins Production Design: Rhianonne Stone Hair and Make-Up: Brooklyn Harnish Production Assistant: Ruth Aitken Editor: David Arthur Colourist: Iain Pennington VFX: Florian Viale Thanks to Beth Allen at @forestofblack Aileen Munro, Nick Higgins and the staff at UWS, Dee McGloin, Angela Murray, Martyn Robertson, Leo Bruges, John McPhail, Kaljeven Lally, Adrian Weber, Martin Allison, Tom Cairns, Paul Sng, Fun World Fancy Dress and the lovely folk at The Drover Bar, Gallowgate: Michelle, John and Jim.

'peel away' is from abracadabra's EP 'peel away' out on Melodic Records. Buy 'peel away' here: https://www.melodic.co.uk/products/abracadabra-peel-away Video animated by Hannah Skelton Bandcamp: https://abracadabraoakland.bandcamp.com/ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4Nzq4HY2lyetxUYbf4pJJL?si=JIS34Jh_Q0mMlSK2GpuSjA Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/abracadabra/1482424980 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/abracadabra.band Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/abracadabra.oakland

Taken from the album '3' by Penelope Isles, released September 25th 2026 via Bella Union: https://bfan.link/pennyisles