BROCKHAMPTON re-tread the same ideas, but with more proficiency and more urgency than before.
He displays that it’s just as impressive to make an effective pop song, as it is to create a progressive rock epic. Steven Wilson proves that an artist can venture into uncharted musical waters, even 30 years into their career, for ambitious and vibrant results like these.
Slowdive is a triumphant return for the shoegaze veterans, being a victorious blueprint for how a band should return after a long hiatus. It introduces new possibilities for their sound while still sounding familiar enough to fit in comfortably with the rest of their discography.
The band has proven that neither their self-titled debut nor Helplessness Blues represent their ceiling.
It takes some time to get past the initial discomfort that comes with MASSEDUCATION’s brazen and divergent antics, but at the end of the road there’s quite a good record worth delving into. You might end up being surprised by how much of yourself you see in St. Vincent’s “weirdest” effort to date.
Material Control doesn't cater to anything except the next rush of adrenaline, the next high; it thrives on the left turn, the bait-and-switch, that wonderful tingling moment when your blood is up and you wonder "what the fuck am I listening to"" with teeth bared.
When the songs are this satisfying, when each guitar solo tears through cynicism like a wet paper bag, sometimes good old fashioned honesty is more than fine. It’s downright beautiful.
They definitely haven’t perfected this new sound yet, but for the first time since their debut we can look at Paramore and truly say they are doing something different.
A Crow Looked At Me is as pure an elegy as you might ever hear, and you’re better off not listening.
Whether she’s touching on the impact of losing a legend like Bowie or battling her own demons, Strangers in the Alps is a vibrant and rare debut that’s not afraid to tell it how it is.
Regardless of the odds, Science Fiction is a bold, legend-making statement well worth the eight year wait. If it ends up being their swan song, then we can rest assured that Brand New is going out on their own terms: in peak form, bearing no regrets.
So, let it be said succinctly: Big Fish Theory is the best hip-hop album of 2017.
Going from lyrics of “this is how I feel and it sucks,” to “this is how I felt, and I got through it,” coupled with the band’s most bright and catchy music to date, After The Party is not only the band’s strongest album lyrically, but their most upbeat, fun, and catchy record yet.
A Black Mile to the Surface digs down into the mineshaft and finds that its deepest veins of gold and diamond were always just the most mundane, simple things.
More accurate to say that, in an era where hip-hop feels defined by absurdly long durations and scores of filler, songs on DAMN. arrive, say what needs be said, and rarely ever let the beat ride out
They are masters of atmosphere and intrigue, and flirting with pop music has only further aided their chameleonic nature, with this being their most satisfying and diverse effort in many years.
Sleep Well Beast sees The National flourish with candid lyrics and diverse song craft, embodying the band’s continuing evolution and life’s constant change.