Rich Brian shows more personality than many of his contemporaries on his debut project, but his sound is a bit too one-note to satisfy in a full-length context.
A buffet of shit: Justin Timberlake’s new album is most likely the most horrendous cross-section of contemporary sounds you’re going to hear this year.
A quick, raw review of one of Guwop’s most cold-blooded projects in a long time.
Sometimes cumbersome but mostly exciting, Ty Segall’s latest album is his longest and most ambitious yet.
Overloaded and underwritten, Migos’ sequel to Culture says more about the trio’s business model than it does the artform.
Anthony makes a remarkably timely return to the final version of Kanye West’s experimental opus, The Life of Pablo.
Mania is one of the worst instances in the recent trend of mainstream rock bands trying to write EDM albums.
EDEN’s debut album should appeal to fans of the James Blake strand of alternative R&B, but it’s not really doing much for me.
Apart from a few bright spots, I can feel you creep contains Tune-Yards’ most uninteresting and obnoxious material to date.
Though a few missteps keep Ruins from being First Aid Kit’s best album, it’s still packed with well-written, well-performed, and well-produced folk pop songs.
