Haley Sullivans vocal performance shines with a showcase of some of the tricks she learned from singing her own versions of hits by Ariana Grande.

The truth is a poor substitute for self-congratulation, but it has a better shelf-life.

Emotions are simply the clothes that we wear. They are not flesh. On his last day, my father slept, and did not wake up. I heard his lungs fight for air.

Sometimes, the hardest thing about loving someone is finding out who they really are; nothing ever really changes. Sunrise, sunset, just try not to get burned.

Fleur au pisto combines hints of carpe diem optimism, beautiful vocal harmony, and a talent for songwriting that glistens with style and substance.

Paves the way for the ascendancy of Mad Trips infectious energy over the local rock scene in Paris and beyond.

Explores the symbolic exercise of speaking directly to our own anxious self with a voice of gentle acceptance.

At once both rhythmic and ethereal, Unicorn leaves the listener with no choice but to rejoice in the celebration of divine possibility.