The singer has teased a new release date for the set and announced a companion album to boot.
Madeline’s debut album touches on love, sexual politics, and…circuses.
Why so damn pissy, Lily?
Rudd imbues his songs with an array of sounds and textures like traditional and classical Indian slide guitar, organ, and didgeridoo drones.
Doiron’s sometimes off-kilter vocal arrangements are a perfect match for her lyrics.
Ciara and producer Rodney Jerkins give no indication of R&B’s present or future interest in dance music besides nostalgia for the ’80s.
What’s a retrospective when entire chunks of a career are unaccounted for?
Fantasia’s sophomore effort is certainly a more unified artistic statement than 2004’sFree Yourself.
At least everyone can agree that Britney Spears’s rediscovery of underwear is an encouraging trend that will, we hope, continue into 2007.
This three-disc collection of b-sides captures Waits’s three-pronged approach to songwriting.
The Destroyed Room makes one hell of a sweater set.
Guaraldi’s sunniness comes through in the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack.
The album, despite its sparseness, presents a classic rock group at the height of their abilities.
Gwen Stefani trades in her Fiddler on the Roof soundtrack for The Sound of Music.
Inevitably, all of 2Pac’s posthumous releases must contend with the albums produced during his lifetime.
The album flies in the face of most every expectation that it should rank among the year’s best mainstream country offerings.
The punchiness of the album’s sound should allow it to continue Sugarland’s commercial hot streak.
The boys used to clown like they had nothing to lose. Now they’re protecting an investment.
The Road to Escondido is a journey worth taking.
If all of Jigga’s future records sound as labored and flat as Kingdom Come, do we really need him back?
Love is a dazzling, expansive experience that ranks among the year’s best.