It's an awesome feeling when something as raw as G.L.O.S.S. (an acronym for “Girls Living Outside Society’s Shit") can still freshen up things in the punk-hardcore music.

Powerful lyrics, screaming their heart out with tight riffs and loose guitar solos that remind me the freedom of Black Flag compositions.

The artwork couldn't be more raw. Enough with the old b/w photocopy or the collages inspired by Vivienne Westwood. Punk hardcore explores a lot of doubts, most of them are addressed in our adolescence. Their artwork reminds me the old drawings in the corner of the page of your history school book. It was your inner rebel being expressed with rough words, scribbles and drawings. And for that, I love this album cover. Check them out!

This month was hard to pick. Radiohead just released a new album and probably there’s already way too many people talking about it. That’s why I picked another great album from a lesser known band: White Lung.

With extremely hot and exciting riffs and Mish Way’s unique voice Paradise will definitely give you enough energy to get through those busy days of work.

Their cover is a really clever form of decoupage where the lack of uniformity turns this cover something worth to rediscover every time you listen to them. Working with pop elements that you can easily find in magazines or posters, reassembled in a very D.I.Y. and raw aesthetic, giving you the punk elements that inspired covers like God Save the Queen.

Surely an album to make your blood pumping.

It's with great enthusiasm that I put my headphones on while listening to this album. It has that perfect calm and storm contrast that is often characteristic of this band.

Start with their first tune, Prayers/Triangles, and you know what I mean. I think the album cover captures what I feel when I listen to Gore; a beautiful and elegant flamboyance of flamingos that transmits as much energy as a perfect storm and as much wonder as when you're watching National Geographic's instagram feed.

From a design perspective, it's great that once in a while we see such powerful content absolutely unbranded and unnamed. What you hear is what you get. Untitled Unmastered gives you no reason to ignore it until you give it a go and hear it for the very first time. After his highly awarded and powerful To Pimp A Butterfly, Kendrick shares with the world what, apparently, was not good enough to be in TPAP. In this post I will not talk about is music, because as a big fan of his writing, anything I would write wouldn't be good enough to describe it. Now, about the album cover, it's great to see someone so humble and so successful that doesn't feel the need to hide behind appealing visuals to send his message.

In a culture where everything you share is highly curated, sometimes it's great to step back and just give room to the content.

Lisbon is all trendy and cool nowadays but on the very edge of it, the freshest tunes will be played by Jibóia. The guitar of Óscar and the drums by Ricardo Martins will definitely keep you going on these hypnotic and vibrant oriental rhythms. It will make you feel like travelling in a midnight train where everyone's body is asleep while their minds are dancing to this groovy album.
Design and Art Direction by my lovely friend Margarida Borges and Photography by Luís Martins.

Farewell Space boy. In this month, the world lost a genius. And this album as everyone know is his tribute to his fans. But what I find really interesting in his story is the lesson that he gave us. In a world where everything is apparently meant to be shared (online), Bowie, as a huge superstar that he was, managed to cover is life from the limelight. We live in a world where a celebrity makes huge buzz when something very personal happens to him or her. We've read a lot of celebs with cancer that did this and that. It must be horrible to acknowledge a disease that will change your whole perspective on life but, what about your family? Do they want to be over exposed to this? I've recently read an interview with Grimes on The Happy Reader where she mentioned why Lauryn Hill "disappeared". She reached a point where some magazine would publish some photos of her, judging her look while she went to shop some groceries without makeup. Isn't that horrible? To be judged by such a tinny thing as that one?

I've never been a David Bowie aficionado, but it's never too late to learn and to appreciate something, right? Otherwise we would never listen to Richard Wagner, read Fernando Pessoa or even use Helvetica. Might be a long first post, but this isn't just an album, it's the last and great message from our Brixton boy.