In recent years, Romanian-born producer Emi Dragoi has worked on tracks for the likes of G-Eazy, Tory Lanez, and Sasha Sloan. Now, he's signed a publishing deal with Duke City, the label of Grammy-nominated producer and artist King Henry.…

As we near the halfway mark of 2019, the HeadStuff music writers have picked out 9 of the best albums of the year so far. From Bridie to Billie, scroll down to read about our personal favourites. Grim Town - SOAK Is this the coolest record…

Created by artist Joanna Bain and musician/illustrator Julie Hawk (HAVVK), SelfMade is a platform for DIY musicians in Ireland. The pair have set out to craft a supportive space within the industry, with a strong emphasis on women in music.…

Spoilers aplenty for all five seasons of Broad City. The final episode of Abbi Jacobson and Ilana Glazer’s Broad City aired recently. The finale was a long, understated goodbye. A fancy toilet on the side of the road threatened a classic…

In my younger and more vulnerable years a self-help huckster gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my head ever since. Whenever you feel like criticising anyone, he told me, tidy your room and fill your house with innumerable…

Lana Del Rey has just released her latest single, the fantastically titled ‘hope is dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it’. With a host of lyrical references to everything from Sylvia Plath to the iPad, the track is…

So this girl sent me a friend request on Facebook a couple of weeks ago and I was thinking that maybe our children could play tennis. Well, not necessarily tennis, but one of those sports that's a bit alternative but still mainstream enough…

“No, no, no. You need to fill out form 207B and bring it to reception.” “But, this is form 207B? It says it here at the top?” “No, what you’ve got here is form 207b. See it’s got a lower-case b. You need to get 207B, capital B, and bring it…

I enter the doctor’s office with all the energy of a bag of paraplegic snails. I incline my decaying body forwards, approaching the sickeningly chipper receptionist at a forty-five degree angle. Leaning in close, I offer up my name, hushed…