{"id":1782396,"date":"2026-02-20T16:57:41","date_gmt":"2026-02-20T13:57:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/analyse.optim.biz\/?p=1782396"},"modified":"2026-02-20T16:57:41","modified_gmt":"2026-02-20T13:57:41","slug":"snail-mail-makes-mortality-sound-fun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/analyse.optim.biz\/?p=1782396","title":{"rendered":"Snail Mail Makes Mortality Sound\u2026 Fun?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Snail Mail Makes Mortality Sound\u2026 Fun?<\/h1>\n
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If you need me I\u2019ll be at the big airport bar in the sky.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Every week, we bring you SOUNDCHECK \u2014 your destination for the best new music<\/a> that just hit the web. Because you should always be prepared when someone passes you that AUX cord. This week’s roundup features nine of our favorite emerging and established artists.<\/em><\/p>\n

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\u201cMy Maker\u201d by Snail Mail<\/p>\n

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You\u2019d think a song with a lyrical fixation on dying would be anxiety-inducing, but it\u2019s actually strangely reassuring. It\u2019s not bleak or fatalistic; it\u2019s a fervent reminder to live life as if death is not an option. If nothing matters, why not say \u201cf*ck it,\u201d and film a music video on a hot air balloon in one take?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cWhite Feather Hawk Tail Deer Hunter\u201d by Lana Del Rey<\/p>\n

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Eerie, mythical, and spellbinding, Lana Del Rey<\/a> adapts the macabre, gothic sound of her husband\u2019s home of Louisiana so well that if you told me this track was recorded on the edge of a haunted bayou<\/a>, I\u2019d believe it.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cEar To The Cocoon\u201d by Willow<\/p>\n

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We need a word to describe Willow\u2019s<\/a> music specifically. Compared to her, everyone else is just making empty rhythms and melodies. What she does in the studio is genuinely otherworldly; press play on this track and you\u2019ll be taken on a sonic journey that begins with a jazz history lesson and ends on a planet that only Willow is capable of inhabiting.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cRide\u201d by Jessie Ware<\/p>\n

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Ride all the time. Disco, occasionally.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cParacosm\u201d by Absolutely<\/p>\n

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If I wrote a song as expansive, ambitious, and curious as this, I would name my album after it, too. If you\u2019re not on the Absolutely<\/a> train by now, you\u2019re gonna get left behind.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cOnly The Best\u201d by HorsegiirL<\/p>\n

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You don\u2019t need to hear this song at a meditative rave at a wellness spa in Williamsburg<\/a> to appreciate the pulsating electro-beat and whisper-soft vocals, but if you ever get the opportunity to do so, take it. Trust me<\/em>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cRoamer\u201d by Spill Tab<\/p>\n

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\u201cWould you wait a life to see what happens?\u201d Jeez, @ me next time, Spill Tab. In all seriousness this song is great, even if it does hurt my feelings.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cMy Life\u201d by Julia Cumming<\/p>\n

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If you only know her from her work in Sunflower Bean<\/a>, you wouldn\u2019t know Julia Cumming has this theatrical, singer-songwriter side to her. Here, she presents a version of herself she\u2019s never shared before, and the end result is somewhere on the spectrum of Carole King, Carly Simon, and Brian Wilson. It\u2019s quite the introduction for the singer\u2019s debut single, one that completely shatters your preconceived notions of her.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cBroken Record\u201d by Alemeda<\/p>\n

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A rock song with a tempo change midway through? We are so back. It\u2019s time to start paying attention to Alemeda \u2014 you\u2019ve been warned.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n