by Let’s get one thing straight right out of the gate: protest songs were never meant to be pleasant. They’re not here to vibe quietly in the background while you sip a latte and pretend everything’s fine. Protest songs exist to poke the bruise. To rattle cages. To grab history by…
by Hey hey SoniqLoox fam! Paige here, your resident pop-culture troublemaker, kicking open the saloon doors with a question that has divided living rooms, YouTube comment sections, and that one overly passionate table at every ’90s karaoke night: Which Michael Bolton was the superior species — Long-Haired Bolton or Short-Haired Bolton?…
by “Feel the music.” People say it casually, like it’s some throwaway line. But the older I get, the more I realize it’s one of the purest truths we have. Music is one of the few things that crosses every border without ever needing a passport. It moves through cultures, languages,…
by (And Why You’re Crying in the Club at That One 2000s Banger) You ever hear a song that hits you right in the solar plexus and suddenly you’re not in your office or your kitchen or stuck in traffic? You’re back on a summer night, windows down, the air thick…
by Why Is Music So Important? That’s almost like asking why oxygen matters, or why we need water. Music is life. It’s the backbeat to every moment we encounter. At least to me, it is. There’s a song, a score, or a jingle that fits every emotion, every scene, every minute…
by Some screams, err, songs don’t just get stuck in your head — they stalk it. Every October, certain sounds crawl out of the speakers like ghosts that never learned to rest. No lyrics, no hook — just pure, heart-stopping vibe. These aren’t just movie themes; they’re cultural poltergeists. 🩸 Halloween…
by There are some movies that don’t just entertain you — they remind you of who you were before you got cynical. Sing Street is one of those. Released quietly in 2016, written and directed by John Carney (the guy who gave us Once and Begin Again), Sing Street should have…
by Do I love music? Like truly, madly, deeply love it? The short answer is yes. But you’re not here for short answers. If you were, you’d have already clicked away. If you’re still with me, it means you’re curious — curious about what keeps me coming back to albums I’ve…
by Once upon a time, listening to music meant committing. You dropped the needle, flipped the vinyl, and let an artist drag you through their emotional rollercoaster whether you liked it or not. Albums weren’t just playlists with a fancier name — they were maps, manifestos, and occasionally, therapy sessions you…
by Music in 2025 is polished to death. Streaming playlists are full of tracks engineered to slip into the background — good vibes, clean production, a chorus designed to trend for thirty seconds. What you don’t get much of anymore is music that feels like it might fall apart in your…
