We ranked the Queen of Pop’s discography, from her self-titled debut to Confessions II.
Paracosm explores the furthest reaches of what bedroom music can accomplish without abandoning it for something totally unfamiliar.
Katy Perry’s “Roar” leans more toward rock than the singer’s past hits, but it’s still got an unmistakable bubble-gum pop center.
The Nextwave Sessions feels more like a rehash of the band’s nagging problems than a sample of potential future directions.
Drizzy goes disco, or rather mid-aughts disco, on the latest track from his forthcoming album.
Pura Vida Conspiracy seems geared toward evoking how a rich community can be fostered out of dissimilar groups.
The album’s charms are rooted in the familiar, and while that makes it go down smoothly, it doesn’t give one any reason to listen again.
The album employs dissonance to suggest restlessness and unease, but it can also be often tedious.
M83 has teamed up with actress turned director Bryce Dallas Howard for the music video for “Claudia Lewis.”
Didn’t It Rain is filled with straight-faced American blues with a tilt toward the Crescent City.
Backstreet Boys reprise the predictable song structures and turgid melodies that made them famous in the first place.
As chilled-out, trance-heavy electronica goes, Moderat’s II is pleasant but unremarkable.
Tense and gothic, The Civil Wars plays out the eponymous duo’s dysfunction with gorgeous aplomb.
Basement Jaxx have unveiled a new single, presumably from their first album in four years.
The video is directed by Jeff Nicholas, Jonathan Craven, and Simon McLoughlin.
The two-disc Rhythm & Blues would work if both halves of the album weren’t each encrusted with the same indistinguishable cheese.
Jinx starts out promising, with a few well-crafted and consistently surprising gems, but the lackluster backend seems far too content to tread water.
British singer-songwriter Sam Smith’s rich, soulful vocals are pitched up and down, looped, and otherwise beautifully disfigured.
This is the pair’s fifth collaboration.
Siamese Dream remains as expertly layered, arranged, and recorded as any rock album from the past two decades.
Thicke takes such obvious pleasure in simple retro flourishes that the music ends up radiating a warmth and authenticity.