Weighed down by its own concept and bloated with references, there’s just no room left for emotional reckoning.
Though The Golden Casket shows Modest Mouse at their most accessible and tuneful ... they return to some of the experimental aspects that defined so much of their early work.
Following in the footsteps of the group’s breakout album, Sympathy For Life proves more subtle in its efforts to explore new territory.
For the first time is usually nonsensical, frequently transcendent, and compulsively listenable. Everything that sprung to mind is on the wax here, but BC, NR don’t forget to make it catchy and groovy. In nailing that balance, they’ve given us the year’s first capital-G Great record.
The ever-ethereal Grouper is truly a universe unto itself, and what music we’ve gotten from the project feels like glimpses as to what the night sky allows. Shade, Harris’ most varied release yet, feels like the broadest and most crisp view of this vista yet.
It’s the sound of a band transforming into something subtle but beautiful—the same way trees do when their foliage fades from green to orange.
Introvert is a beautiful collection of poems filled with stories and experiences, on which Simz doesn't skimp on resources and thinks big.
As madcap of a concept as ULTRAPOP appears to be, its musical thrust feels purposeful in its creation and curation.
There's no denying that Valentine is a singular statement that is profoundly genuine at every turn.
Shame could've settled when, instead, they've outsmarted their post-punk contemporaries with their apolitical, yet powerfully-charged message about sticking it to the doldrums.
Cooler Returns plays out best if you go with its flow. Musical flourishes, references, and inspirations abound, but if you let yourself get lost in it, there is a lot to enjoy and not too much to worry about.
Getting lost in the world Parks takes us in is surely captivating and invites deep reflection. But once the moment has passed, you wonder if it carries any lasting impact.
The trio seems more determined and passionate in how they concoct their witches' brew of ideas, knowingly aware of how the plot unfolds while convincing us that anything kept a secret doesn't matter.
Let Me Do One More teeters betweens knowing jokiness and kindhearted vulnerability. And though she's shown these qualities before, Tudzin carries the weight of these emotions with a masterful command—embracing change and figuring things out as she fumbles along the way.
From Old Skin to Harmonia’s Dream, I Don’t Live Here Anymore has plenty of new War on Drugs classics that will sit comfortably next to Red Eyes and Strangest Thing on a setlist.
Musically, Blue Weekend serves as a refreshing counterpoint to the U.K.'s recent post-punk renaissance led by acts such as Squid, The Murder Capital, and Dry Cleaning. But Roswell also shares themes of shame, confusion, and feeling lost in the song's blissful anthems.
A sonic cigarette hanging off the bottom lip.
While much has been made of Jubilee being an album about joy—and in some ways, it is—the majority of the third Japanese Breakfast album captures a full breadth of emotions.