While by no means a sophomore slump, Sin miedo may leave the listener a little too hungry for more.
K.G. sounds like a slightly weaker reiteration of King Gizz’s previous forays into microtonality.
Megan Thee Stallion sells herself short artistically on her still mostly decent debut album.
Though some of Lamentations‘ pieces could have used some fleshing out, it remains one of the year’s most emotionally potent ambient efforts.
Spirit World Field Guide‘s purposeful meandering and not-so-sticky hooks are occasional turnoffs, but the album still delivers the conceptuality and adept rapping it’s safe to expect from Aesop Rock.
Undeath’s full-length debut is a solid death metal album whose greatest sin is sometimes succumbing to the genre’s basic tropes.
Chris Stapleton returns with a clean slate of sorts and the year’s best country album.
Uzi and Future cancel each other out on Pluto x Baby Pluto.
Despite its solid first half and finale, Crack a Light is Dope Body’s most predictable batch of tracks thus far.
A round-up of Anthony’s favorite albums from the past month…actually the last one was in fucking July. So since then.
