Grayson Haver Currin

80

What Now is no less discursive, plundering so many styles that it might instead be called What Next.

80

Green Day are admirably assured, honest, and funny on Saviors.

80
The production ideas and songs, however smart, won't change the world; they will, however, prompt large swathes to sing along.
45
Speckled with guest stars and produced by Andrew Watt, the Stones’ second original album this century is a bunch of hackneyed duds, polished until the character has disappeared.
62
For the first time ever, the Southern metal expats return with the same lineup as their previous album. A little outside input could’ve gone a long way.
80
Mitski explores a new space somewhere between Rufus Wainwright and Angel Olsen. She writes with the early aggression of the former, wielding scenes of seemingly content domesticity as prompts for questioning her beliefs, mortality, and ambition. And sliding from torchy countrypolitan laments to Carnegie-sized grandeur, she invokes the versatility of the latter, folding a world of doubt, affirmation, and equivocation into 32 minutes.
77
On his first solo album in four years, Will Oldham dispenses the wisdom of his life and the anxiety of his present into some of his most intimate and compelling musical settings.
58
At age 69, Lana Del Rey’s father—boating enthusiast, real-estate agent, domain-name investor—makes his piano-playing debut on a major label. It’s totally fine.
81
Tim Rutili has spent a quarter century cryptically subverting folk-rock convention. But in these songs—some of his warmest and most welcoming yet—he tells you just how he feels.
75
The Seattle doom duo embarks on an audacious mission—a beautiful and melancholy three-album cycle about eternal returns and daily toil.
60
On his first album with a proper band, the Swedish singer-songwriter sounds great, even as he says so very little.
71
On their most engaged album in a quarter-century, Martin Gore and Dave Gahan find that familiar sounds can offer several new ways forward.
77
Falling somewhere between Bill Frisell’s basement and the Mediterranean Sea, the debut from this instrumental Brooklyn trio marks a promising arrival.

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