HITS MALSONANTES Vol. 3 · Weekly Edition -

HITS MALSONANTES · VOL. 3 · APR ·21 ·2026

On the Canadian side, ARK IDENTITY starts things off with Closer, a Toronto dream-pop track that draws you in before you even notice. Zéa Calla shares Fol-Phoenix, a song for anyone who’s been praised a little too often for their strength and resilience. She handles the voice, synthesizers, and programming herself in Montreal, and says this marks a new chapter for her. Orra brings Friends, a song written from both friendship and romantic perspectives, two people, two views on the same relationship, with no clear resolution. Sad Francis offers Mister Thank You Frank, five and a half minutes of psych rock from Toronto, telling the ongoing, tragic story of someone named Frank. Irem Bekter, Brigitte Dajczer, and Lu Horta blend sounds from Istanbul, Montreal, and Lu’s Brazilian body percussion on Chameleon. Dee Hernandez presents Odumile (Somos Más), showing how this Cuban-Canadian artist from Atlantic Canada keeps redefining what home can sound like from New Brunswick. Hush wraps up with Funhouse, featuring varispeed guitars, arpeggiated synths, and a question about the systems we use to make sense of the world, whether romantic, religious, or identity-based, when those answers start to fade.

On the Latin side, Buscabulla and Slow Jamz bring Miraverahí to the dancefloor. The remix is more club-ready and nocturnal, but still feels just as intimate as the original. Sobresdylan shares Besos de Esquimal, a song that’s small and precise. Silverio, known as the Artist of the Nasal Caverns, creates Éxito from a viral beauty pageant moment, turning it into something tropical, suspenseful, absurd, and danceable, all in his own style. GRTSCH blends dembow, funk carioca, and electronics on MAMITA with mediopicky, giving us a preview of the album XXI: Monomita. Chite and El Kalvo perform a dark cumbia for Bogotá’s Central Cemetery on La Kumbia del Cementerio, bringing the living and the dead together on the same dancefloor. Priscila Rauto offers Una Guitarra Lalalá, indie pop from La Plata by an artist who has spent over a decade building songs out of curiosity. Lucas Hill finishes with Morning, showing the Bogotá singer-songwriter at his most stripped down, just under three minutes that feel like the start of something new.