Silk Sonic

Leave the Door Open

A match made in Soul Glo heaven, Bruno Mars and Anderson .Paak do their best impressions of 70s lounge lotharios as supergroup Silk Sonic, climbing down to the audience to kiss as many swooning hands as humanly possible. This one most definitely goes out to the ladies: the styling is impeccable and the cheese is piquant, teetering just on the right side of pastiche. What’s not to love?

No Rome ft Charli XCX and the 1975

Spinning

Supergroups coming out of our ears! Spinning sounds exactly as you think it would from the sum of its named parts, which means to say that it’s a Polly Pocket-sized clamshell of 90s school disco fun, high on a shared language of glitchy hyperpop. It’s nobody’s creative peak, but is a welcome mid-era bop from all three.

Justin Bieber

Hold On

Justin Bieber’s compassionate cameo in the Billie Eilish doc has earned him new space in my heart, and I am choosing to remember that feeling of goodwill as I try to imagine what on earth he was thinking when he decided to team such a hammy attempt at a poignant music video with that tonally mismatched Gotye chorus. Still, the 80s drums suit him, as does his renewed message of resilient hope.

Cleopatrick

The Drake

Less Hotline Bling than The Call Is Coming from Inside the House, The Drake sees newcomer duo Cleopatrick wrestling Royal Blood dramatics back into a gloomy basement, crafting an intriguing labyrinth of lyrical Easter eggs and mouth-full-of-marbles drawl. We’ll be watching them, if they’re not watching us first …

DJ Snake & Selena Gomez

Selfish Love

If I close my eyes really tightly and press play on Selfish Love, the saxophonic tooting of its EasyJet-ready chorus could almost convince me that I’m lining up piña coladas at a pleasantly affordable all-inclusive resort, not typing away in landlocked Leeds wearing three cardigans and trying to remember the last time I actually left the house. For that, Ms Gomez and Mr Snake, I both envy and admire you – let’s try again June 21st?