The singer has teased a new release date for the set and announced a companion album to boot.
Murray discusses creative limitations, breaking out as a solo artist, and the dark state of the music industry.
The album feels incomplete and rushed, with the artist cramming in as many of his ideas as he can.
Colette’s music has a contradictorily loose but driving energy, like a mixed martial-arts bout fought with neon-blue throw pillows.
For the first time in years, Múm has served up something we can really sink our teeth into.
With Versions, Jesus achieves something her previous albums hadn’t: She’s created art so unobjectionable that it attains a kind of beige obscenity.
Right Thoughts, Right Words, Right Action is a swaggering disco-rock album that doesn’t overstay its welcome.
Crocodiles’s Crimes of Passion is the high-spirited sound of a band maturing.
With Slow Focus, Fuck Buttons continue to toy with notions of what an album should be.
House Playlist: M.I.A., Zero 7, Holy Ghost!, Au Revoir Simone, Glasser, Roosevelt, & Eric Sharp
“Time Drips” is a cool, deep-bass end-of-summer jam featuring Anna Lunoe.
I Hate Music stands proudly among the best of the band’s redoubtable catalogue.
House Playlist: Janelle Monáe f/ Miguel, The Weeknd f/ Drake, Nine Inch Nails, & More
The latest track to surface from the Weeknd’s Kiss Land, out September 10th, is an impeccably produced collaboration featuring longtime friendly rival Drake.
Doris confirms that one of rap’s most technically accomplished voices has also got his conceptual vision firmly in place.
It’s been a big month for the Gagasphere.
Carrier is a disarming reminder of the therapeutic power music can hold.
Despite its lofty aspirations, White Lies’ Big TV is largely formulaic.
The Icarus Line isn’t on a rescue mission, and Slave Vows sure as hell isn’t a lifeline.
Following the M. Ward-assisted “Man,” singer-songwriter Neko Case has unveiled another new song from her economically titled latest.
Slim Shady’s back with a brand new song from the soundtrack to the latest installment of the first-person shooter game Call of Duty.
Braids’s sophomore effort has a quiet, unassuming depth that far outstrips the flash of its predecessor.
Though Where You Stand, Travis’s first album in five years, doesn’t scale quite the same heights as their best work, there’s real beauty in it.