At Paste Music, we’re listening to so many new tunes on any given day, we barely have any time to listen to each other. Nevertheless, every week we can swing it, we take stock of the previous seven days’ best new songs, delivering a weekly playlist of our favorites. Check out this week’s material, in alphabetical order. (You can check out an ongoing playlist of every best new songs pick of 2025 here.)
Big Thief: “Los Angeles”
“Los Angeles” begins with laughter—loose, unfiltered, communal. It’s a fitting intro to Big Thief’s most intimate Double Infinity single yet: a slow, warm two-chord folk song that feels like it wandered in from the Dragon New Warm Mountain I Believe In You sessions but stayed long enough to soak up the shimmer of the new era. Built on spacious acoustics and a rhythm section that rolls forward like a half-remembered dream, it’s less about movement than presence. Everything here is understated but deeply dialed-in: the soft echoing feedback, the bright solo gliding under the final chorus, the Frank O’Hara-esque specifics in the lyrics (“Los Angeles, 3:33,” “On an airplane, 27D”), the way the song threatens to resolve and then floats off instead. Adrianne Lenker’s voice is crisper than on earlier singles, at the front and center of the mix, carrying lines like “I’d follow you forever / Even without looking” with a mix of yearning and acceptance. When Buck’s voice slides in on “There is so much that I wish I could’ve been for you somehow” then dips into harmony right afterwards, with “But we don’t need to talk about that now,” it feels like the emotional center clicks into place. There’s a tenderness here, but it’s not uncomplicated: it’s a love song to a friend, to a lover, to an ex, to a bandmate, to a shared life of touring, fucking up, making music—to love in all its permutations. And it bleeds through every beat. —Casey Epstein-Gross
Huge news for all the indie-pop-heads and Caseys out there: after a long eight years in hibernation, Casey Dienel (fka White Hinterland) is back, baby—and their first offering is a stinger. “Your Girl’s Upstairs” doesn’t build so much as unspool, cool and self-assured, with a side-eye smirk that lingers long after the last note. Over a narcotic groove and sly guitar lines courtesy of Hand Habits’ meg duffy, Dienel sidesteps the confessional impulse in favor of something slipperier: queer joy delivered with dry wit, flirtation edged with fatigue, autonomy articulated not as manifesto but hard-won muscle memory. Their voice is unbothered but exacting, languid but sharp. “She played house / played dead / played anything to keep your head from crying” hits with the clarity of someone done narrativizing their pain. It’s a breakup song, maybe. Or a sex song. Or a field report from the emotional DMZ between the two. Either way, it’s not asking permission. As Dienel themselves put it: “The whole point of my queerness is to live within an alterity, to invent my own future on my own terms.” With My Heart is an Outlaw on the horizon, it seems they’re doing just that. —Casey Epstein-Gross
Chappell Roan: “The Subway”
In the fall of 2022, I was the editor of my college radio station’s music blog. I had just posted an interview a friend of mine did with one of her new favorite artists, Chappell Roan. (If I’d have known this video was gonna blow up, I would have tried to scrounge up some basic video editing skills.) Their conversation was super fun and bubbly, and it inspired me to listen to Chappell’s music myself. I found, of course, that her songs are just as vibrant as she is. Marked by witty, relatable lyrics and a transcendent pop disposition, Her new song “The Subway” is just as excellent as the rest of her discography. She explores the delicate period we find ourselves in at the end of a relationship. That feeling of love still lingers, but this time, it has no place to go. Effervescent thanks to Chappell’s passionate delivery and her sparkly, stacked pop harmonies, “The Subway” is everything you could ask for in a song. —Camryn Teder
Emily Yacina: “Talk Me Down”
Similarly to artists like Sidney Gish, Emily Yacina is one of those indie artists who, while she hadn’t put out music in a while, her name’s never been forgotten, amassing new fans in the six years since her debut LP, Remember the Silver. Luckily, the wait for a new album will soon be over, with Veilfall coming in September. As the first preview of Yacina’s return, lead single “Talk Me Down” is an apt introduction to this new era, one where Yacina gets meta and admits to her trepidations over showing her vulnerability: “I wish I was more of a natural / I wanna open up,” she sings, before delving into her fears of getting comfortable with a lover, with an MO of “running to the hills.” The track makes you feel like you’re floating, with glitchy beats created by Yacina’s friend Trish McGowan (aka Trissss), contrasting the singer’s stunning, tender voice. While Yacina’s speaking to a lover in the song, “Talk Me Down” has a meditative quality to it, heightened by the “oo-woos” that mimic the sound of being out in nature hearing birds’ coos. —Tatiana Tenreyro
Field Medic: “simply obsessed”
One of the biggest crimes an artist can commit is releasing album singles that offer very little sonic variation. Field Medic is far from guilty in that regard. From the doo-wop-inspired “MELANCHOLY” to the folky, acoustic “castle peaks,” there’s been plenty of range. And now his latest single, “simply obsessed,” is just as distinct. As the most upbeat of the trio, the track is a poppy, effervescent love song with saccharine lyrics about becoming absolutely enamored. “You’re a star I can speak to / I want you to see you / In the light that I do / I’m simply obsessed / With your mischievous smile / Your second-hand style / You’re my heart’s great revival / You deserve happiness,” he sings. It’s rare to find an unabashedly sweet love song in indie rock these days that isn’t focusing on the “Oh no, you weasled your way into my heart even though I didn’t want to be in love, what have you done to me?” aspect, so it’s refreshing to have one that’s just about knowing you have your perfect match and are genuinely happy. —Tatiana Tenreyro
São Paolo musician and model Gab Ferreira has a new album on the way. Carrossel comes out in October and “Law of Nature” is a gorgeous spark of blissful trip-hop written, in Ferreira’s own words, about “falling in love with the unknown and learning to take risks.” “Law of Nature” is woozy and polished pop music fused with bossa nova and Tropicália tones. The beats, compressed with a coating of airy, diet-disco, reminds me of the more sanguine overtures on Oklou’s recent record, which I loved very much. Ferreira exists in the same lineage as Clairo and Men I Trust, but there’s something about “Law of Nature” that feels as eclectic—or even more so. One verse sticks out to me in particular: “If you look close, you can feel it unveil in front you / Magic relies beneath it, unlike the beauty you’ve been used to.” It’s a spiritual, ear-catching saunter, delivered by Ferreira with a catchiness that chugs along to the drums’ embrace. —Matt Mitchell
Grumpy ft. Harmony: “Bird Parts”
Building on their collaboration with claire rousay and Pink Must a few months ago, Grumpy has returned with another piece of their Piebald EP, “Bird Parts,” with ex-Girlpool vocalist Harmony in tow. Full of Auto-Tune, acoustic plucks, and glitchy, warped harmonics, and lyrics about a marital collapse/love triangle still being unpacked, “Bird Parts” is a perfect pop song mangled in turmoil. “My girl isn’t mine, I’m a bottom feeder,” Heaven Schmitt sings. “I can’t kiss her but she calls me when I really need her.” It’s shattering to listen to, magnified by Grumpy’s extraterrestrial vocal, Harmony’s dream-world accompaniment, and mutated, lovesick, rock ooze. Each song Schmitt gives away is a planet of its own; “Bird Parts” is piecemeal ecstasy. —Matt Mitchell
Stella Donnelly: “Standing Ovation”
Australian singer-songwriter Stella Donnelly makes a bold statement on her first batch of new songs since 2022, when she released Flood. “Standing Ovation” continues the bare, stripped-down ambience of its companion single, “Baths,” replacing an acoustic guitar with a single synth chord and the occasional vocal harmony. It’s eerie and brooding, like something off an early Wet EP—minimal but charged with emotion. After laying down pared-back atmospherics, the song suddenly jolts into an uptempo guitar riff at the halfway point, accompanied by a bouncy, cymbal-heavy kit. The shift is jarring in the best way, turning a quiet reflection into something closer to confrontation. The final verse feels like an explosion of emotion compared to the more subtle “Sorry for the mess I made / And thanks for everything”-type opening lyrics, and possesses a slight “Ironic” lean: “It’s a standing ovation for someone who never replies / And the radio station says whatever bullshit they like/ Could you do me a favour and pick out the truth from a life / I could never replace someone as big as you were in mine, mine.” The minimal-to-maximal structure mirrors the emotional arc that simmers beneath the surface and doesn’t peak until the final seconds. —Cassidy Sollazzo
Wolf Alice: “White Horses”
I may have found my new favorite song. The third (ahem, and best) single off The Clearing finds Wolf Alice at the top of their game. “White Horses” is a ripping, psychedelic acoustic track with rock riffs so crisp and intense that you can hear the strings bouncing off each other. It’s raw but intricate, teetering between beauty and chaos. Drummer Joel Amey takes lead vocals in the verse, delivered in a half-spoken-word monotone that feels like something off King Gizzard’s Ice, Death, Planets, Lungs, Mushrooms and Lava. In similar Gizz fashion, they’re half silly, half philosophical—absurd, winding, yet oddly profound in a way that makes you giggle but also sit back and go “Hm!” (“Music and love have magnetic properties / Wrote a scholar from the island that they kept from me / And I don’t need to solve my unknown identity / Just need an answer to the question in the taxi” is a crazy opening verse.) Ellie Towsell’s vocals soar when she enters the prechorus, in a kind of faraway wail akin to Kate Pierson of the B-52s. They’re the perfect foil to Amey’s ripping verse cadence. The track is full to the brim and only keeps going, the relentless uptempo chug creating an endless loop of Cranberries/Heart/Mazzy Star/Breeders psych-rock. —Cassidy Sollazzo
Wombo: “S.T. Tilted”
The post-punk group Wombo have a penchant for the unconventional. Whether it be a peculiar melody or bizarre lyrics, the group thrives in murky spaces; so much so that their off-kilter approach always ends up feeling just right. This throughline is evident in the band’s new single “S.T. Tilted,” dropped just ahead of its fourth album, Danger in Fives. Atonal chords ring out of shrieking guitars, dancing alongside a satisfying interplay of jangly drums and a driving bassline. The frenetic mashup is framed by singer Sydney Chadwick’s soft vocals, bringing another layer of absurdity to the mix thanks to her unexpectedly soft delivery of cryptic lyrics. “And with a tilted head, try to regain balance / Turn on it now and then, quietly to open,” she sings on a loop, hypnotizing unexpecting lovers of post-punk everywhere. —Camryn Teder
Other Notable Songs This Week: Anysia Kym & Tony Seltzer: “Speedrun”; Blake Mills & Pino Palladino: “Contour”; Bootcamp: “Asylum”; Dancer: “Baby Blue”; Die Spitz: “Pop Punk Anthem (Sorry For the Delay)”; Dylan Earl: “Get in the Truck”; Ho99o9 ft. Nova Twins, Pink Siifu & Yung Skrrt: “Incline”; Hot Mulligan ft. Free Throw: “Island In the Sun”; Hunx and His Punx: “Wild Boys”; Jens Lekman: “Wedding in Leipzig”; La Dispute: “Top – Sellers Banquet”; Low Girl: “No Reasons”; Saint Etienne: “Take Me to the Pilot”; Saintseneca: “Sweet Nothing”; Tim Carr: “Alone Playing Piano”; Westside Cowboy: “Drunk Surfer”
Check out a playlist of this week’s best new songs below.