The band’s first album in a decade is more haunted than its arena-sized choruses suggest.
The Vision is a pretty shameless pop cash-in.
Inni is beautiful and alluring, yes, but ultimately a recycled bit of nostalgia likely to please very few.
That Parallax is no great departure from Deerhunter’s ouevre does little to dampen its gorgeous vision.
McCombs’s typical black humor arrives quickly, plainly, and at the expense of himself.
El Rego works both as a general career summary and a standalone album.
This is a solid collection of better-than-average songs cast in arrangements that offer a progressive take on modern country.
The set not only highlights Pikelny’s unimpeachable technical skill, but also the breadth of possibilities for the use of the banjo as a lead instrument.
Clancy’s Tavern is a fairly rote reiteration of the same album that Toby Keith has been re-recording once a year since 2005.
The question confronting Ambition isn’t whether Wale’s got the drive.
Florence and the Machine’s Ceremonials is a conversation that consists entirely in affirmations.
As the Wu-Tang dynasty approaches the beginning of its third decade, the future of their musical legacy appears bright.
Charli XCX’s new single could be subtitled “Love in the Time of Radiation.”
Guitar Slinger makes up for its lack of focus with some truly inspired songwriting and performances.
Coldplay’s Mylo Xyloto perpetuates at least some of the progressive influence that Brian Eno brought to their last album.
If she’s going to keep us waiting for her long-rumored Nashville album, she needs to make sure that her pop releases justify the procrastination.
The best way to approach The Singing Mailman Delivers is as a kind of shadow greatest hits.
Bad As Me is a brash return to form that finds Tom Waits still occupying his usual comfort zones.
Have the Beach Boys, or any of the group’s illustrious splinters, and Disney really never worked together before?
The only real argument for listening to Violence Begets Violence is as historical curio.
Nightlife could have been more appropriately titled Eyelid Movies: The Addendum.