Wall of pop in every beautiful sense, its fingers hesitantly in everything and ringing with rock and roll.

A stumbling of close country harmonies and folk instruments that push their way through the smoke.

A brilliant onslaught of emotion delivered in the raw, just so you can see how beautiful and diverse insanity can be.

Luscious jumbles of clattering loops, strings, warm Rhodes and hiccuping hand drums sing through harmonies on your journey through Aminalia.

A swimmingly spattering of ambient-pop created by Barcelona's favorite vibraphonista, Anna Morley.

A stripped-down, smoky jaunt, running headlong through the ether with a bad habit of love in your back pocket, snickering tremors all the way.

One song, accompanied by artwork, for every month of the age 26, each published before the end of said month.