We’ve collected a list of the 25 greatest songs in the band's dauntingly huge catalogue.
The album displays elements of all stages of the duo’s career yet retains the same playful inspiration found in their best work.
The Daily Show alum talks about her savagely funny Adult Swim series Soft Focus.
The band’s sixth album thrives in the spaces between the power chords and choruses.
David Guetta’s Listen only serves to kick more dirt on EDM’s grave.
Weezer’s Everything Will Be Alright in the End is an exultant “fuck you” to dashed expectations and the snarky wallow in past glories.
Imagine a mirror which distorts not just the reflection, but reality itself—that’s the stunning legacy to which Syro triumphantly belongs.
Junto finds Basement Jaxx looking over their shoulder, perhaps tacitly relieved that the future isn’t their problem anymore.
while (1<2) is so huge, portentous, and varnished within an inch of its life that it can’t possibly fail, until it does.
Cool Planet qualifies as ample reason to give thanks for the continued reunion of one of indie rock’s most iconic bands.
Lily Allen’s third album, Sheezus, is a hot mess of thorny contradictions.
Brian Eno and Karl Hyde’s Someday World is the EDM equivalent of top-shelf dad rock.
Music for Robots is an experiment that rarely rises from the lab long enough to breathe the open air.
There isn’t a single moment on Supermodel that could be acutely identified to represent Foster the People’s unique “personality.”
Too Much Information marks Maximo Park as a band capable of beatific, melancholy-kissed rock that almost no one does well anymore.
Wig Out at Jagbags is mostly another opportunity for Stephen Malkmus to get his ’70s-stoner-superstar on.
There’s no incentive to buy the album unless, of course, you have a particular allegiance to Katniss and her struggle for a good ham sandwich.
Call it A Dozen Even More Listless Variations on “With Arms Wide Open.”
Pearl Jam has made a good vocation of staying carefully in their lane, and their new album, Lightning Bolt, is no exception.
While most of the concerns expressed in This Is… seem wafer-thin, the innovative production and diamond-hard songcraft suggest something else entirely.