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Cynabel gets intimate with his new album Cyna…

Cynabel | via cynabel.bandcamp.com

“Music for Healing” is how Cynabel describes his work. The Philly artist has a talent for producing music that sparks a sense of euphoria and relaxation. His last EP, Summer Breeze, whisks you away to a place of pure bliss by fusing the calming sounds of the ocean and various electronic beats.

In his newest album Cyna…, Cynabel shows us a deeper, more intimate side to his music, exploring the concepts of depression, loneliness, friendship, love, and healing. Continue reading →

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Items Tagged Philadelphia: Don’t hate, meditate

Iron Gump | via irongump.bandcamp.com

Here at The Key, we spend a lot of time each week digging through every new release from Philadelphia that shows up on Bandcamp. At the end of each week, we present you with the most interesting, most unusual and overall best of the bunch: this is Items Tagged Philadelphia.

It’s been two weeks since Charlottesville, and writing about music still feels kind of frivolous.

I mean, yes, music is what we do here at The Key. But when we’re living in a country where a sniveling torch-bearing Nazi mob gangs up on a southern college town that wants to remove monuments celebrating confederate Civil War leaders — not a terrible idea in 20-freaking-17, honestly — and when you’ve got some of that mob veering into acts of terrorism, shooting guns and driving cars into crowds of counterprotesters…I mean, being all “yeah, but you should totally listen to this band” seems insensitive and irrelevant at best.

I was at Union Transfer when the news broke two Fridays ago, watching The Districts wrap up their celebratory album release gig for Popular Manipulations. I pulled out my phone and opened Twitter to post a picture of the stage-diving frenzy. Instead, I found myself frozen, met with a stream of horrifying photographs from the white supremacist march. I looked back up — an obliterated fan just crowd surfed onstage and sloppily attempted to sing into Robby Grote’s mic, then stumbled to the side and cracked open a beer. Did nobody know what was going on just a few hours south? What would they feel if they did? Continue reading →