The Harrow & The Harvest is simply one of the richest, most expansive roots albums to be released in some time.
Childish Gambino provided an album that is so raw and still so peaceful that even after a dozen times listening to it, Camp still doesn’t get old.
The whole thing is a bit ramshackle, but when he listens to his wife, Bad as Me is as good as anything Waits has ever done.
Youth Novels was a cool little hand-drawn doodle done in pencil—this is an oil painting, rich with color and more vivid detail.
As it stands Burst Apart is a record of big songs from a band that's good at generating big songs, and we should be relieved that The Antlers can be impressive without an overarching concept behind them.
El Camino is yet another ear-pleasing installment in the catalog of a consistently impressive band.
The King of Limbs might not be Radiohead’s best or most revolutionary album, but it’s still adventurous and fresh.
Strange Mercy is an album that’s full of ambitious attempts to create rich tableaus that defy the expectations they create. Some work, and some don’t, but the ones that don’t will probably age well given that a few dozen listens won’t leave you bored.
The King's strength lies in its ability to pack light and still pack a punch.
With any dreams there are ups and downs, and the same can be said about Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming.
The Whole Love reveals itself as their finest album since Yankee Hotel Foxtrot.
After the peaks and valleys reached with the past two records ... Circuital serves as a reminder that My Morning Jacket is back at the top of its game with an album residing just a tiny notch below its definitive records.
For now, Pecknold and his bandmates are important cogs in the indie-music scene — with a few more albums akin to Helplessness Blues under their belts, they may soon fit just as nicely into the canon of American folk music.
It retains the beautiful melancholy of For Emma, but in nearly every way, it’s just more. More layered, more diverse, more interesting.