Any artist is welcome to send us a track via freshonthenet.co.uk anytime between Monday lunchtime and Wednesday evening (or when we receive 200 submissions, whichever is sooner) - and all our moderators, including Tom Robinson, will listen to every track. This is our full inbox from the week beginning Mon 13th October 2025: from Friday afternoon you'll be able to hear our shortlist and pick your favourites on this week's Listening Post which will appear at freshonthenet.co.uk/batch585

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We also don’t accept short previews or SoundCloud Go tracks that can only be heard as 30 second previews, and tracks made private after submission, which cannot be included in playlists. You will be able to resubmit the track in future. Tracks (and remixes of tracks) that have been previously submitted, and tracks from banned artists will also be removed.

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Full Inbox: Batch 585

As a moderator for fresh on the net, I get to listen to 200 tracks on soundcloud, these are my picks for batch 585. If you'd like to be considered please submit a track to www.freshonthenet.co.uk/submit spread the word!

My Picks: Batch 585

SYK - Yaw Bruno

Rhumba Club today releases his new album HONCHO, a forty–minute, through composed queer odyssey that resists neat narratives and commercial polish.
“I wanted HONCHO to reflect an authentic queer experience: messy, uncertain, sometimes ravenous, other times despairing,” Rhumba Club explains. “It charts a journey many queer people will recognise: escape, naivety, reality checks, learning the codes, and emerging tougher, though perhaps with something lost along the way. This is my queer odyssey, not the polished narrative pop culture often prefers, but unvarnished.”

Heavily influenced by Patrick Cowley and the vintage aesthetics of gay magazines, HONCHO situates itself proudly within a queer lineage while refusing to flatten into two dimensions. Its unsettling synths, candid lyrics, and refusal to package queerness into something “digestible” mark the true formation of Rhumba Club’s artistic identity. “For years, I’ve struggled to fit into a commercial box: not gay enough, too queer, too emotional, too retro,” he reflects. “Where I’ve landed is simple: the gatekeepers are wrong. That very combination of emotionality and queer musical tropes is what makes Rhumba Club unique.”  
Rhumba Club is proof that with artistic conviction, drive, and talent, it’s possible to carve a non-traditional path in the music industry. Having caught the attention of both Patrick Wolf — who features on the lead single ANIMAL/LOVER — and acclaimed Czech filmmaker David Ondříček, who includes “Talk Me Into It” and Falle himself in the climactic scenes of his upcoming film, Rhumba Club continues to attract some of the most distinctive and compelling creatives — a testament to the vibrant community he’s building around himself.

HONCHO is as much a critique as it is a celebration. It reckons with app-based yearning, dubious massages, relentless body counts, and depression, while never losing sight of the joy and fun threaded through queer culture. Co-produced and mixed by Mikko Gordon, the album closes with a guest appearance from Patrick Wolf, underscoring its proud embrace of queer community and lineage.
Dedicated to Patrick Cowley, Patrick Wolf, and Benjamin Canares, HONCHO is best experienced in one sitting, uninterrupted, from first note to last. “Do it the old-fashioned way,” Rhumba Club says. “Put on your best headphones, grab a beverage, and go full HONCHO.”

Baby, Don't Say You Love Me (feat. Juno Francis)

Tidal Wave is about that flood of emotion when you let yourself feel fully, even if it crashes in all at once. The temporary drowning that can lead to clarity.
This project came together as I let go, as I let the wave take me where it needed to. I was trying to be honest, learning not to hide from what hurts.
Written, produced & mixed entirely by me. 

Drive Me Home

Love Me Right

Little King is September's release in our attempt to release a track a month for a year. The sun's gone in and the leaves are turning. Is this reflected in the music - probably not, but it has some other early Autumnal feelings going on. Sit back, get your Autumn knitwear on, stick a log on the fire and enjoy. FREE DOWNLOAD from Bandcamp (follow 'Buy' Link)

Little King

Give the robot your face (Radio edit)

Stadium rock sized ballad, written and recorded inn 2025, digitally released 17.10.2025.
When your head is in the clouds
Your feet on shifting sands
Your long cherished dreams
Lie in pieces in your hands
And you can't find the flow
To where you want to be
I want you to know
That you can feed on me
I will be there
I'll be your friend
I'll heal your hurt
Make do and mend
Your broken heart
Your weary soul
Don't fall apart
I'll make you whole
When ambition turns to rust
Hope and heart corrode
A handful of dust
Becomes a heavy load
When your exit strategy
Takes you to a dead-end street
You can feed on me
I'll make you complete
Your open wounds
I'll stitch and seal
Your childhood dreams
I will fulfil
This veil of tears
This reverie
Will disappear
You can feed on me
Crushed by the weight of your own mythology
Trying to find a state of mind to set your body free
I will be there
Through to the end
I'll heal your hurt
Make do and mend
Your aching heart
Your breaking soul
Don't fall apart
I will make you whole

SLAVE TO THE ALORITHM

Feed On Me

And it goes like 
Moncler puffer the storm right 
Too soon to tell me the murky weather 
Yeah, ten toes down in the cold right?
My tribulations are worth a stretcher 
Feel the rage mist my love leak when I bleed 
Not a bitch around that’s worth blending my seed 
I know my desires are burning like rolling sheets 
Crouchin’ through fire the devil see when I peak 

I can smell the rain coming 
My eyes have yet to lie to me 
I stepped foot in the labyrinth 
And didn’t know it 
Oblivious been living life like a kid again 
Seen many men wait by the door for deaths arrival 
And when it comes to opponents there’s not a rival 
I done pushed buttons
I’m done waiting for yall
I’m birthed problem that nobody can solve 
The pen 6’11 shoot threes like Mark Gasol 
Any of these rappers a threat? 
No not at all
List of many goats in pocket
But it’s none of ya’ll 

I stroll the car
Through red lights I’m out in SHAW
the thickest broads pop out they Na Na Na’s
Still I gotta walk through the fire 
Insanity and my pride 
To hold your hand in the scene with one of y’all
I wouldn’t touch grass or bleed for one of y’all 

Yeah I’m only here to examine the root and cause 
The truth hurts until you let it dissolve 
The new dawn i see your methods 
Survival your image not authentic you’ll brush my shoulders with eyes closed 
Light the torch 
As I lead the way for the lost souls 
I cracked the code 
these rappers all live in fear
I never fold these ten toes how I steer
I switch gears 
In the midst of it all reload the clip
And extend peace ‘fore I tear them apart 
Gracefully I let you live how could you not 
Embrace for me 
Your bitch tempting I keep her at eye candy level
The self respect that she don’t got
I trigger passive moments 
My endurance a sore spot
I figured more cash boost adrenaline 
Hit of bliss like her medicine 
The word “NO” somethin’ like doorstops
Come gamble with your life go against me a sure shot
So far in the horizon heatwaves make your soul clot 
And burn swiftly 
New Jay’s new day soles crispy 
Black jean jacket the signature of the callous mystery 
New York fitted my birth place been vandalized 
Asinine credit scores lower than birth rates 
How can I live proper my earth quakes 
No way to find peace ‘less a transaction wear you 
Like North Face 
Ride along with me for your fate 
My Birds Eye view of the sapphire sphere
Erodes fake over time

The heavens predicted I would shine
At your door like the bill collector to gimme mine
Respect the hustle got many flavors  
A columbine 
Check the style the homie really one of a kind
Solitude focus I disappear just to blossom 
I know dead people that’s breathing they souls
In coffins 
Why the fuck would I stick around 
And sink with ya? 
The questions they never ask themselves
Unfollow women I recruited 
They bad for health 
She only here when I’m alone and can’t stand myself 
Beside the point is where I’ve been 
But too blind to help 
I gotta see to all my wounds 
‘Fore I’m distributing first aids
First place what the aim is 
But I know better illustrations presented here 
By the famous is Criss Cross
The right trigger R2 I’m pissed off
The painters here just been tracing man 
Please don’t believe the lies that you saw 
Blood sweat and tears they’ll try and convince ya’ll 
That they the ones who got ball 
And I ain’t nicer at all.....

JOURNEY

R2 (Prod. by Aris Erth)

Spotify

Highrise

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Welcome to my Soundcloud Page. I am a songwriter based in St Helens, a town in the Northwest of the UK.
You will find songs in a singer-songwriterly vein, written and recorded by me, taking in a range of musical genres,  alt/indie rock songs recorded by The (Now Legendary) Maybees in the 1990s, some classical sounding music by The Lucem Symphonia, as well as banging EDM/electronic tunes by Casaubon and a few mixes of a collaboration with Bentcousin,. Unknown Unknown is another alias I have used for one release and Firenze Anemones is a new project. Most recently, I have collaborated with Massachusetts composer Betsy Breitborde on The Ghosts of Christmas Past.
Whether it's plainly a demo or a painstakingly mastered recording, I hope you enjoy what you hear. Please leave comments and don't be afraid to get in touch, I am always interested in getting feedback and connecting with other lovers of music. If you want to download anything, many of the finished recordings are available on Bandcamp and an increasing number are on all of the usual digital platforms. If you use other platforms, you can find music from me (and some others) there under the names:
Terry Naylor
Casaubon
The Lucem Symphonia
Firenze Anemones
Unknown Unknown
Bentcousin Terry
Atlantic Zipwire


Happy listening!