Bones’n’Stones by Teika & The Raw Beat haunts, it stirs, and it absolutely blooms. From the very first track, “Bones’n’Stones”, you’re drifting in a thick cinematic haze. Teika, aka Mateja Kert, holds your hand through a swamp of sound—her husky voice trailing somewhere between a whisper and a spell. There’s something unapologetically raw about the way she delivers her lyrics, like someone who’s finally decided not to pretend she’s okay anymore—and somehow that’s what makes it feel so right.
When “Ragged Plumes” lands, you’re already in too deep. A slow-burning anthem for the end times, it thunders with a weary grace. The piano strokes are sparse and slow, and Teika’s voice is thick like fog and full of beautiful doom. And just when you think you’ve hit the emotional ceiling, “Angel at My Door” tiptoes in with its thumping heartbeat and head-voiced lullaby. It sounds like a memory you didn’t know you missed—sacred, smoky, and suddenly illuminating.
By the time “Falling In Love” arrives, the album is taken to a whole new level of openness and courage. The vulnerability is tangible as her voice stretches and cracks with tenderness, especially when the strings start writhing like they’re physically connected to her ribs. Every note, every breath, every orchestral swell is as cinematic as the feeling in our bones when we dare to do the very act of loving.
Teika & The Raw Beat may call this their debut, but Bones’n’Stones sounds like the work of old souls cracking their chests open. Listen to it on Spotify.
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Review by: Naomi Joan