The effects-laden video takes a page from Poor Things and Severance.
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The album captures the freedom of hitting the open road and the dizziness of moving on.
The album is a landmark provocation that dares the country music establishment to look itself in the eye.
Memories of the Black Keys as a scuzzy, basement-dwelling DIY blues-rock duo have long since faded.
The band once again demonstrates their knack for vibe-setting but struggles to captivate.
This is a band magnetically pulled toward the sounds, images, and aesthetic that define them.
Future seems content to be set dressing for Metro Boomin’s elaborate production.
The album is paradoxically sparse in its construction but dense in its intense inscrutability.
The album delivers a sound that’s devoid of a distinct artistic identity.
To celebrate the album’s enduring legacy, we’ve ranked all 11 songs from worst to best.
The album is a testament to the band’s too-unyielding dedication to their signature sound.
The album feels stunningly natural, with a bucolic sense of quiet and serenity.
The album is a celebration of Lorely Rodriguez’s voice as both an artist and vocalist.
The album’s beautiful, serene instrumentation dovetails with the singer’s gutting truth-telling.
The album (re)establishes Whack as one of the most creative rappers in the game.
Musgraves burrows into her psyche and the sounds of folk music for an affecting set of songs.
The band’s musical arrangements can deftly swerve on a dime, but their lyricism falls short.