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Rated by THE FACE: a playlist featuring Eartheater, Burna Boy, John Glacier and Omar Apollo.

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Eartheater – Pure Smile Snake Venom

On the lead single off her upcoming album Powders, New York experimentalist Eartheater takes on the persona of a snake. I could rip you to shreds but I choose not to /​So I bare my fangs just to let you know /​That I like you,” she sings with chillingly calm composure, before the track – co-produced by Sega Bodega – blows up with euphoric breaks. JW

John Glacier & Surf Gang – Regal

Surf Gang is on a roll. The NYC collective/​label has dropped EPs by American rap eccentrics such as Matt Ox, 454 and Hook, while key producer Evilgiane has recently worked with Keem, Kendrick and Earl Sweatshirt. Now they’ve shared a woozy, introspective EP with London poet-rapper John Glacier. On Regal, producers Harrison and Chicken switch up the pace with a fist-pumping synth pop banger, while Glacier flexes without breaking a sweat: I ain’t even got a home but they envy where I be.” DR

Victoria Monét – Alright

The second instalment of Victoria Monét’s Jaguar trilogy (aptly titled Jaguar II) is full of slickly produced R&B tracks, but the Kaytranada-assisted Alright stands out as a highlight. A sultry club banger about leaving guys on read while having the night of your life, Monét’s silky vocals glide over Kaytranada’s signature syncopated beats as she insists that I’m gon’ be on my shit tonight”. Add to your getting ready’ playlist immediately. OP

Burna Boy – Giza ft. Seyi Vibez

Burna Boy’s new album I Told Them… enlists US hip-hop stars 21 Savage, J. Cole and Wu-Tang philosophers RZA and GZA. But on the heavily percussive track Giza, Burna brings it back to Nigeria with a feature from the rising neo-fuji star Seyi Vibez – who overlays epic choral vocals with his chipmunked voice for the hook. DR

Omar Apollo – Ice Slippin

On this poignant single, Omar Apollo bears his soul about the emotional hardship of coming out to his family – something they weren’t necessarily receptive to, leading him to pack his bags and leave his native Indiana. Driving round in the snow, ice on the glass /​Heat didn’t work, couldn’t see nothing /​Ice slippin’, swear to God, could’ve hit the brakes /​Steering wheel locked almost said Fuck it’,” Apollo sings chillingly against melancholy, sparse piano chords. JW

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