The Brooklyn-based duo ... continue to make experimental-leaning synth-pop that serves as a showcase for Polachek’s lithe and operatic pipes—one of the most unique in pop today.
The British songwriter marries dark, club-kid influences from her nights spent at Liverpool venues with crunching heartache on 12 lush songs that morph and twist her voice into various iterations.
Ouroboros is a perfect throwback to the lost art of the album-length format.
He doesn’t sound particularly interested in pushing pop’s boundaries or dissecting the vagaries of his own fame. Instead, he tends to keep his lyrical focus exactly where you’d expect any 23-year-old’s to be.
It’s dark subject matter, sure, but also irrefutably compelling. And Savages rhythm section helps amp up the urgency,
Though it doesn’t eclipse the LSD-inspired brilliance of Acid Rap, Coloring Book affirms Chance’s place as one of hip-hop’s most promising — and most uplifting — young stars.
It’s a durable, malleable passport to hedonism—loud when you want it to be, just funky enough, capable of holding up to headphone scrutiny.
She wears her girlishness on her own terms, and here it feels truer—and sounds stronger—than it has in years.
A right-now snapshot of a restless, neurotic artist’s ever-evolving psyche. Like the man himself, the album is emotional, explosive, unpredictable, and undeniably thrilling.
Nearly every cut on Human Performance ... finds Parquet Courts exploring fresh sounds and reaching new heights in the process.
It’s a fully-realized vision of the dreamy shoegaze-pop they’d sought to prefect for years. How heartbreaking to know such a once-in-a-lifetime creative partnership has been silenced.
Anti proves Rihanna should play by her own rules more often.
By nature, Radiohead albums will always be somewhat epic, but this one is more consistently grandiose than any of the band’s releases since 2000’s masterpiece Kid A.