YG tries to Stay Dangerous by going the generic trap route.
Travis Scott continues pushing the psychedelic boundaries of trap on Astroworld, but doesn’t quite stick the landing.
Four Pieces for Mirai finds James Ferraro at the top of his MIDI composition game and leaves me on the edge of my seat for the albums it’s teasing towards.
Let’s Eat Grandma’s sophomore album is a hodgepodge of mostly great ideas.
Melody Prochet has bounced back with some of the freshest ideas coming out of neo-psych right now.
Head in the Clouds blends into the current wave of trap-flavored pop rap a little too well.
Pretty much all the awkward kinks in The Internet’s previous albums evaporate on Hive Mind.
Busdriver’s latest may appear ambitious in scope, but Electricity is on our Side only offers a less prepared version of the enigmatic rapper.
Back to being a band, Dirty Projectors squanders a fair bit of potential on Lamp Lit Prose.
Snail Mail’s debut album is a pretty plain indie rock affair, though Lindsey Jordan’s potential as a singer-songwriter is apparent.
