Haim drops their first album in 5 years, and it's a project that truly lives up to its title.
Blush finds Kevin Abstract melting into the background.
Outside of a few bops, My Face Hurts from Smiling comes off as grating and deeply insecure.
Virgin is Lorde's headiest and most subtle-sounding album yet, but she could have dug deeper into the album's lyrical themes.
10 years on and bolstered by a new disc of moving alternate versions, Carrie & Lowell has aged pretty gracefully.
Matmos come through with a solid textural concept on Metallic Life Review.
Benson's got the singing and backflipping chops, but not so much the songwriting chops yet.
Further proof Aesop Rock can rap about anything.