Fall is finally here and we're celebrating it's arrival by reveling in the musical genius of Frank Ocean, Kari Faux, and The Kills.

What Lena Dunham is listening to:

I know I am being the most behind and basique to say I only listen to Frank Ocean but fuck dude, I only listen to Frank Ocean, specifically "Ivy." "Thought that I was dreaming when you said you loved me." Since little girlhood I've always heavily related to novels and stories about gay men coming of age — be it Tales of the City , The Line of Beauty or the veiled erotica of Talented Mister Ripley. Frank Ocean is telling that story in a new way, amidst a sea of spotlights and fancy cars and people who think they know but have no idea. ​

What our deputy editor Laia Garcia is listening to:

I discovered Kari Faux about two weeks ago on YouTube and immediately felt sorry for myself that I hadn't come across her music any sooner. A bit of Googling revealed that she had just released a record a couple months ago, so I promptly purchased and it's all I've been listening to at home ever since. In this song, she sings "I'm no man's fantasy/I never wanted to be/didn't come with a set of instructions/so you don't know how to handle me" over a jazzy back beat. I'm sure you read it and went "OMG YES!," and that is how all her music is. She is just cool, her vibe is perfect, and honestly I can't remember the last time I related to someone's songs as much as I do to hers'. I highly recommend you check out her record, Lost En Los Angeles, it's absolutely flawless. ​

What our assistant Dianca London is listening to:

Have you ever loved a song so much that no matter how many times you listen to it, you just adore it more? That's pretty much how I feel about everything by The Kills. Whether it's the gritty buzz of "Nail In My Coffin," the rhythmic thrill of Midnight Boom , or their bluesy spaghetti western rendition of Rihanna's "Desperado," I love it all! Whichever track you listen to or cherish as your fave, one thing is always certain: Alison Mosshart and Jamie Hince are the embodiment of rock 'n roll cool.