‘favor’ by friend of the blog pisgah crashes open like a diary on fire. no hanging about here, we’re straight in with guitars surging with 90s grit while her voice cuts straight through with aching clarity. it’s euphoric on the surface, but there’s tension here.

based in london but rooted in the american south, brittney jenkins threads symbols of catastrophe – a plane crash, a nuclear meltdown – into the unraveling of a relationship strained by impossible standards. the track builds with grunge-inspired drive, then strips you bare with the lyric: there’s nothing there to catch my fall.

it’s the sound of trying too hard to meet someone else’s ideal and finding yourself lost in the fallout. devastating, cathartic, unforgettable. one of the best new artists we’ve heard this year.

thank u for making this pisgah 🔥