The songs rarely cohere into anything greater than the sum of their individual parts.
The album sustains a vibe that’s melancholic without sacrificing hooks, but its minimalism undercuts the singer’s strengths.
The band creates an undercurrent of anxiety with mismatched rhythms, drum fills, and subtle dissonance.
The effects-laden video takes a page from Poor Things and Severance.
The album gives voice to female rage in a way that finds truth in the ugliness.
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The album mostly pushes forward in a way that jettisons its capacity for introspection.
The album captures the freedom of hitting the open road and the dizziness of moving on.
The album is a landmark provocation that dares the country music establishment to look itself in the eye.
Memories of the Black Keys as a scuzzy, basement-dwelling DIY blues-rock duo have long since faded.
The band once again demonstrates their knack for vibe-setting but struggles to captivate.
This is a band magnetically pulled toward the sounds, images, and aesthetic that define them.
Future seems content to be set dressing for Metro Boomin’s elaborate production.
The album is paradoxically sparse in its construction but dense in its intense inscrutability.
The album delivers a sound that’s devoid of a distinct artistic identity.
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The album is a testament to the band’s too-unyielding dedication to their signature sound.
The album feels stunningly natural, with a bucolic sense of quiet and serenity.
The album is a celebration of Lorely Rodriguez’s voice as both an artist and vocalist.
The album’s beautiful, serene instrumentation dovetails with the singer’s gutting truth-telling.
The album (re)establishes Whack as one of the most creative rappers in the game.