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The whole thing came about because not only is Mark Maryanovich one of the world’s premier photographers, but he’s also compassionate.

Glossy and yet delicately translucent, “I Hope You Find Whatever You Are Looking For" evokes humankind’s collective search for fulfillment.

Imagine Leonard Cohen fronting The Bangles or The Cranberries with a scoop of alt-country; the result is Seneko’s ‘The Girls from Cedarhurst.’

Tragically scented, “Home To You” slides on gentle leitmotifs as the lyrics tell a tale of secret heartache and emotional separation.

Beautifully fashioned, “Time to Let Go” offers a musical avenue to break away from routine worries and pass into an aura of tranquillity.

As a whole, Steakhouse’s ‘Amer Rouge’ is beguiling, with noteworthy songs adorning it with a unique amalgam of engaging surfaces.

Buzzing with thick layers of growling guitars topped by Stranges’ sculpting vocals, “Little Spacehips” pulses with contagious momentum.

Replete with unexpectedly superb vocal harmonies, as well as pungent pop-punk oomph, ‘The Violation of Terms and Conditions’ is splendid.

Bright and breezy, full of infectious country-pop energy, “small towns” announces the arrival of Michael Eddy with panache.

Functioning as a capacitor for compelling melancholic surfaces, glorybots’ “Hot Panic” vents the repressed choler of thwarted desire.

Heaving with potent melodic magnetism and wicked sonic depth, The Hunger's “Tears To Cry” throbs with a sense of dark, weighty imminence.

Completely alluring and vibrant, with “Fading Moon,” Alma Mater delivers tantalizing, gorgeously wrought music.

There’s an electrifying susceptibility, a mysterious ardor, a darkly captivating, heady scent embedded in "Tiger Girl," making it ooh la la.

Akin to a lysergic trip through space, “Lonesome Highway Superstar” reveals the tenuousness of the terrestrial essence.

Chronicling the humdrum landscape of working a monotonous job, Yawn Mower's “Elevation” hoists itself up on contagious layers of indie-rock.

Merging dense, primeval sensuality and nuanced, evocative vocals, “Insidia” conveys the feeling of being subsumed into spellbinding darkness.