OTOBO’s doomer-prog ticks like a time bomb, and “iOpen” sets the tone for the Albany three-piece’s white-hot motorik punk LP Inside Machines. Today, we’re thrilled to premiere the ad-spliced, nature-prefaced video for “iOpen.”

Les Claypool is one of the most creative eccentrics of the modern era, and his latest album under the Claypool Lennon Delirium moniker does much to cement that status. It’s arguably the spaciest album of his career, and perhaps the best of his collaborations with Sean Ono Lennon. 

On a rainy evening before their Chicago show in April, Telehealth chatted with Post-Trash about the state of Seattle, food delivery robots, and quitting the American dream to chase your own.

Barcelona-based Deaf Star make the shoegaze resurgence their own. Today, Post-Trash is thrilled to premiere “Dim Times,” the third and final preview before Deaf Star’s debut LP.

With melodies that stick like glue and a playbook for fluid grooves that split the difference between alternative rock, dream pop, and indie rock, Henry Grant’s music is swirling yet grounded. “Blue Circle Park” is a blissful look at the less than blissful privatization of public spaces in NYC.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

Neptune’s Core have a bit of a “your favorite band’s favorite band” reputation in the Windy City, and we could not be more excited to be premiering their latest single and video “Lemon Car.”

With their debut LP Power of Now, Season 2 make their mark with a bouncy and explosive DIY-style that fully leans into a chaotic tangle of bubbling anxieties.

Post-Trash’s Sam Cohen chats with Eli Schmitt about the Chicago scene, zines, radio, and the Red Xerox compilation.

This Dismal Village offers an intentional DIY sound directed by first-takes. Moving away from digital editing and meticulous crafting, humanity is ingrained in Urq’s latest for Exploding in Sound.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

On Putimt ku tuskaas, Ķæ p. Rujhaan melds sound and image, transmitting a clear sonic picture of rot, decay, and the world around him.

Western Mass legends Maxshh and Crimson Blue unite for a gorgeous, fun, rending split EP.

My Wife’s an Angel’s latest is heavy, bleak, and oddly funny, but brilliant in its construction. Underneath the noise and degeneracy lay a deeply intelligent band, but it's never been clearer than on Keep Honking I’m About to Fucking Kill Myself.

Sydney Salk’s “Various Artists” returns to round up some of winter 2026’s best compilations and the causes they support, with choice picks from Brutus VIII, Little Wings, Bellcave, Ben Monder and David Tronzo, and HDPE.

Echoing between the past and present, Evergreen In Your Mind is a tender yet rarely fragile album. Juni Habel’s third record is a sophisticated piece of modern folk, equally rooted in the intimate and the psychedelic.

Robber Robber packs a lot into condensed packages. The band’s densely layered noise rock is both relentlessly harsh and impossibly catchy, and on their second album, they push the outer limits of density.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

Recorded using a binaural head, Voka Gentle’s Domestic Bliss fuses musicality and sound design. With their latest, the London trio challenge what sound can be, creating a sonic charcuterie replete with sound art, field recording, and industrial, beat-driven pop. 

Robert Lester Folsom’s partnership with Mexican Summer and Anthology Recordings has gifted listeners his personal archive of home-recorded tapes, conceived during his teenagedom in Adel, Georgia as he worked as a house painter during summer break.

Tasked with reinterpreting her catalog across its disparate sounds over years on the road, Nothing’s About to Happen to Me is the first Mitski album to feel like a culmination of what came before instead of a complete reinvention.

After a very long nine years away, Tall Friend has returned. The trio are set to release their second full length, Fossil, on May 15th via Window Sill Records, an undeniably special album that bridges together the past and present for songwriter River Pfaff.

With Crystal Rabbit Moon, Whitmer and gobbinjr encourage listeners to let go of themselves and join their bewildering psych dreamscape full of humor, heart, and unease. It’s easy to lose yourself in gobbinjr’s world and drift away into an untethered and colorful place of beauty.

Post-Trash’s Benji Heywood chats with London-based dream pop trio deary about their formation, authenticity versus nostalgia, and how the tremendous power of the natural world can be at once mesmerizing and savage. 

Ak’chamel’s capture the spirit of obscene consumption on Spiritually Unmployed, as the Houston duo deliver a sacrificial offering that brings peace to no one.

Welcome to FUZZY MEADOWS, where we recap the past week in music. We're sharing our favorite releases of the week in the form of albums, singles, and music videos along with the "further listening" section of new and notable releases from around the web.

Landowner are pros at dressing up relevant themes like over-consumption with fresh paint. Their latest LP Assumption enthusiastically tackles the ideas of truth and the proliferation of information.

Vernon Manner, Webb Chapel’s second full-band LP, sounds like a fresh start. Webb Chapel has thrived in prolific mode for half a decade now, and the addition of bandmates only amplifies Claxton’s adherence to the immediate and seemingly impulsive.

A dense specter of ghostly melancholia permeates the vastly underrated debut album 1 from San Diego’s Black Heart Procession. This album is haunted, world-weary, and creepy; it ranks just a notch below the band’s justly revered follow up 2.