The album doesn’t see the rapper experimenting with his skull-rattling sound very much.
Kelly Clarkson’s “Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You)” pounds its message of survivalism with nothing resembling nuance, but also nothing resembling fragility.
While more hopeful, though, Frightened Rabbit’s Pedestrian Verse is still riddled with doubt.
Until Maroon 5 won this category over Joss Stone in 2005, the previous male winner was, yes, Hootie & the Blowfish in 1996.
Centralia is the most sophisticated and cultivated Mountains album to date.
Darkstar’s News from Nowhere is a wonderfully lush but ultimately rudderless slice of droning electronica.
Starting tomorrow, we will predict the winners in all four general field categories of the 55th Annual Grammy Awards.
Tonight’s half-time set at Super Bowl XLVII was quick, elegant, and full of elation.
Jim James’s Regions of Light and Sound of God is full of trancey reverb and lyrics that fixate on various forms of devotion.
Hummingbird proves the band is much more intelligent and intuitive than its simple SoCal medleys once suggested.
With Christopher, the Ruby Suns again unnecessarily tinker with their style, yielding less than satisfactory results.
The Flower Lane succeeds mostly because of Mondanile’s dedication to purity.
Home is far too restrained, hushed to the point of static meaninglessness.
Wolf’s Law raises the question of what the trio could achieve if only they displayed the ambition to match their obvious talent.
It’s like 2002 all over again.
Beyoncé, Kelly, and Michelle manage to convey more love for each other than any of the subjects the rest of the album’s track list ever received.
Teena Marie’s Beautiful feels outdated, even when it’s hard to pin down precisely what era of music she’s nostalgic for.
Richard’s Goldenheart plays out on the drippier side of the post-breakup spectrum.
Beta Love represents a pronounced departure from the string-quartet-led, chamber-friendly experimentalism of Ra Ra Riot’s first two albums.
Fade should rub loyal fans the right way while welcoming newcomers into the YLT canon with a gentle hand.
Long. Live. A$AP is an intermittently dazzling collection of slinky, mutated R&B helmed by an unsteady, half-interested voice.