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.
By the standards of both old and new disco, Kylie’s latest album is mostly middling.
The magical monthly segment where Anthony briefly touches down on a gauntlet of albums he didn’t get a chance to review this past month. These are just his short, straightforward, passionate, biased opinions.
As an overview of Daniel Lopatin’s musical exploits, Magic OPN isn’t quite as spectacular as it could have been.
At 22 tracks and nearly 80 minutes, ELE2 is a slog made mostly worthwhile by Busta Rhymes’ virtually unrivaled proficiency and personality on the mic.
