Following up on “Off and On,” Orlando’s guitar-based indie pop duo SALES just released a new single. “White Jeans” is a romantic and sensual song where singer Lauren Morgan details a love encounter and the seductive game around it. The band will also extensively tour through the US this summer. Visit their Facebook page to check their itinerary.

Our curator scours through hundreds of SoundCloud tracks to find the best new gems by artists that are flying under the radar. Our Brussels-based fellow overwhelms you with a variety of songs that make your head go nuts. This week, Free offers us a playlist that smells like a comeback! Here are a few of his favorites:

Tami T – Strong Hands:

“Strong Hands” is probably the ‘oldest’ song in all of my Highclouds playlists so far. But I’ve got a good reason to open my 16th Highclouds playlist with Tami T’s best song – not that I need any reason to add any song in my playlists anyway. Anyhow, when (heroine) Fever Ray played the Ancienne Belgique last Thursday, Tami T was the support act. If you’re a keen follower of Highclouds I’m pretty sure you already know her ánd you know she’s amazing (with her strap-on as percussion). “Strong Hands” definitely is a (gay) anthem the world needs.

Basile3 — Sadly, My Crypto Banks:

This is the discovery of this playlist. “Sadly, My Cropto Banks” is part of Basile3 – a 24 year old producer based in Paris – his latest EP “Recyclable Pop Exercice”. It’s a compilation of some songs he made during last year. “I guess – Recyclable Pop Exercice – is my utopic, honest and versatile take on current trends and tropes in instrumental pop music” – quoting Basile3.

Orlando – Friends or Lovers? (feat. Buscabulla):

Oh I love it when new artists succeed to completely blow you away with an excellent debut album – thinking about Kelly Lee Owens and Kedr Livanskij among many others last year. Orlando who combines pop, dancehall and contemporary club music in his self-titled debut certainly knows what he’s doing, working together with Mr. Mitch, Octo Octa and Buscabulla. The album is about “focusing on experiences of near-insanity, depression and healing”, inspired by life in New York, his sexuality and ghosts.

Another week of fresh tracks by breaking artists around the world — brought to you by FREE. Check the full playlist below!

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I read in the paper that my brothers are being thrown from rooftops blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs for violating sharia law. I heard the crowds stone these fallen men if they move after they hit the ground. I heard it’s in the name of God. I heard my pastor speak for God too, quoting scripture from his book. Words like abomination popped off my skin like hot grease as he went on to describe a lake of fire that God wanted me in. I heard on the news that the aftermath of a hate crime left piles of bodies on a dance floor this month. I heard the gunman feigned dead among all the people he killed. I heard the news say he was one of us. I was six years old when I heard my dad call our transgender waitress a faggot as he dragged me out a neighborhood diner saying we wouldn’t be served because she was dirty. That was the last afternoon I saw my father and the first time I heard that word, I think, although it wouldn’t shock me if it wasn’t. Many hate us and wish we didn’t exist. Many are annoyed by our wanting to be married like everyone else or use the correct restroom like everyone else. Many don’t see anything wrong with passing down the same old values that send thousands of kids into suicidal depression each year. So we say pride and we express love for who and what we are. Because who else will in earnest? I daydream on the idea that maybe all this barbarism and all these transgressions against ourselves is an equal and opposite reaction to something better happening in this world, some great swelling wave of openness and wakefulness out here. Reality by comparison looks grey, as in neither black nor white but also bleak. We are all God’s children, I heard. I left my siblings out of it and spoke with my maker directly and I think he sounds a lot like myself. If I being myself were more awesome at being detached from my own story in a way I being myself never could be. I wanna know what others hear, I’m scared to know but I wanna know what everyone hears when they talk to God. Do the insane hear the voice distorted? Do the indoctrinated hear another voice entirely?