This is an album that brings the Irish city to life, as the plucky five piece take you on a journey through rain-soaked streets, violent encounters and a reassured confidence that comes from struggle.
No doubt, A Moon Shaped Pool is still streaming jittery clicks and filtered synths our way, but there’s a more pronounced organic element to the record.
If song writers are spelunkers of the unrevealed, then Lenker is one of the bravest working today – unafraid to probe the depths of her inner world by shining a light into the corners of the universe. This is strange and courageous music.
Burn Your Fire does not break the indie-rock mold, but it is exciting to hear Olsen working outside of her comfort zone.
Certainly FKA Twigs has her own unique brand of R&B, which touches on experimental pop with some ethereal Kate bush vibes thrown in too. Talking about young love and insecurities, she does so in a fresh, exciting way.
There is much to love about Carrie & Lowell for both longtime fans, and those finally looking to hear what this Sufjan guy is about. It is quintessentially him, but offers a new side that is so human and powerful.
The album ... is a simple reminder of the things that we like about Daft Punk, it’s the perfect album for your late night disco musings, and robotic love making.
Certainly, this album has its moments, moments of extremely accessible pop greatness that shine through (and hopefully eclipse) the murk of a few misplaced ballads. St. Vincent fans will not be disappointed, as Clark continues to push boundaries and create her own musical reality.
Grimes could very well do okay with this new album as a track like “Oblivion” clearly stands out, but I’d be surprised if it broke through with any significant notoriety, but that’s not to say that she can’t in the future.
He says “My ambition… was to address the sensuality of fear, the terrifying force of love, the unutterable pleasures of intimacy, and the destruction of emotional and intellectual prisons in my own voice.” And he does so, with some intelligent and honest song writing and passion in his voice.
It goes without saying that Blackstar isn’t the kind of epochdefining masterpiece that Bowie built his career upon a few years ago. That being said, it does return the songwriter to the unpredictable excitement of that earlier time.
The different use of instrument and percussion in Modern Vampires Of The City give Vampire Weekend a striking sound, different from many of their contemporaries. Yep, they’re still ahead of the game.
It’s a union between longtime engineer Jeff Zeigler and principal songwriter Adam Granduciel whose result is a ten track outing branded with the Philly native’s perfectionist watermark as the two seamlessly weave bar room piano, pedal steel, and seasoned vocals with enough drifting effects to fill whatever space comes between.
It’s a record that is aware of its own merits, and is fully confident that it will be loved, year-end lists be damned.
The constant cloudy-headed experimentation gets a little exhausting over the course of the album’s 13-track, 52-minute runtime, but the lyrics provide the lucid emotional core that keeps these spacey songs grounded.