Music

Laveda brings their unique, collaborative vision to an extension of 90s shoegaze, and into the modern spectrum of languid dream-pop.

Gritty visuals, oversaturated colors, and a sizzling vocal performance from Rico Nasty underscore the primal yawp of this urban get-down.

Leverages an honest and disarming soprano against a heartfelt lyricism that draws from universal touch-points of daily life.

A soothing and romantic moment of introspection, served over an understated shuffle and a complement of muted brass.

An inviting call for emotional solidarity across all lines of division.

A little bit cryptic, a little bit in-crowd, and sluggish-sexy like a strip club, on acid, where someone keeps playing the same two chords on a Rhodes piano.

If a single song can dismantle centuries of religious hegemony, and serve as a soul-cry for countless generations of unheeded suffering, this is it.

Joins a bustling folk-vibe with some delicious guitar-hooks and the reassurance that it is never too late to start going in the right direction.