There sure are a lot of you following us on Soundcloud. That makes us feel super fuzzy inside, so thanks (that's supposed to sound less sarcastic, but, y'know, sincerity is ambiguous online). In light of the growing presence over there, we felt it high time we had a bloody good rummage through all those who've clicked that big shiny 'follow' button.

It's a scattered method, that's for sure, but regardless, we're going to highlight five acts a week that are following us on Soundcloud who we think sound any combination of rad, neat or super-duper.

Lizbet Sempa

As the world goes utterly butternut squash for soul and R&B, South London's Lizbet Sempa swans in. The teenager, classically trained in tinkling ivories, combines the slickest, sultriest coo of years gone by - comparisons have been made to Nina Simone - with stunning piano melody. There's a vague nod to trip-hop; a baroque-jazz flutter here, a deft, atmospheric hook there invite links to stripped-back Lamb. Undoubtedly a talent to watch, with memories of Laura Mvula and Sade rekindled, she turns The Killers' 'When You Were Young' into a morose, swooning ballad, and ramps up the emotional intensity on her own cuts like 'Epiphany'.

Folding Legs

Labelling yourself 'post-disco' is definitely one way to get us to sit up and listen - remember how mind-blowing Arthur Beatrice have been this year? NYC's Folding Legs follow suit, propelling forth a deluge of pop scrumminess: 'Double Time' sounds like ABBA after a 3-day bender, 'This Glass House' is punk-tronica dance fodder and the broodingly sanguine 'Spring On 93rd Street' takes a gloriously acoustic route. But it's not just the noise that's grand about Folding Legs - their live shows are gyrating attention due to the inclusion of visual arts, performances and "exuberance". They're a darnsight more poppy, but is this the USA's answer to The Knife?


Anna Calvi and Daughter have their work cut out stifling London's Fawn. Apparently formed through "a mutual love of the power and purity of music," the folk-rock foursome weave Gallic hooks and subtle wisps of guitar, evoking the essence of classic Wye Oak. It's a breathy, devastating combo of enigmatic vocals, thundering axe belligerence and the distraught tang of heartache. However great the music is - and it is ruddy great - Becks Johnstone, the vocalist, comes up trumps. Classically-trained, she imbues the rugged sprawl with an elegance, á la modern Charlotte Church. They may reference a few acts sonically, but when linked to timbres like the aforementioned, there's not much that can go wrong, is there?

Master Kwame

Another teenage prodigy this week: Master Kwame. The 18-year-old producer (he says "creative mastermind") has little information scattered around the ether, but a swift look at his Soundcloud proves that he's a homegrown producer with talent to rival the US upstarts infiltrating the airwaves. On 'Clockwork', he threshes noir&B, injecting electronica depth and the robotic squall of an opiate-addled Ryan Hemsworth; 'Layback' sees Master Kwame (real name Jude Amponsah) tackle the darkest recesses of The Weeknd or Drake's output: it's a medley of slick synths, echoing beats and twisted vox. It'll be fascinating to see where Kwame goes.

The Attic Sleepers

Copenhagen/Berlin twosome The Attic Sleepers will sate your thirst for high-intensity, fantastical Scandi-pop. There's a splattering of Mew's ethereal eloquence within the melange of twinkling guitars and vocal harmonies, but The Attic Sleepers never feel derivative; they feel like an outfit on the brink of making it massive. Mathias Barfod Boll and Matias Knigge Laursen (solid 7/10 on the facial hair, guys) skirt across myriad genres, dipping into the pastoral thrall of Sin Fan-folk on 'August' and immense stadium-indie on 'Lines'. Yet another thumbs-up for a Scandinavian act.