Signs, is the new offering from Montreal’s SUUNCAAT, less a track and more a portal: ghostly synths rising, trembling beneath a voice that feels half-human, half-echo.
Her vocals drift like smoke through neon fog, hovering above celestial melodies and glassy waves of melody. There’s something ritualistic about it — as if each sound is both spell and confession.
Somewhere between a fever dream and a sacred ceremony, SUUNCAAT reshapes what experimental pop can feel like. The song hums with vulnerability and transcendence, a heartbeat suspended in starlight.
It sounds honest, and like it arrived from another planet. Dive into it:
