From Taylor Swift to The Tortured Poets Department, we’ve ranked all of the singer’s studio albums.
The one thing the album is not is full of itself.
At long last, can’tneverdidnothin’ sees the light of day, but it’s not the version Costa originally recorded.
If cartoons truly are a reflection of the times, then Gorillaz are unabashedly 2005.
Didn’t Weezer used to strive for something more?
While With Teeth satisfies in all the expected ways, not much has changed in Trent Reznor’s world.
Martha introduced herself and discussed, among other things, acting, feminism, and Oprah’s influence on her new song “TV Show.”
Does anyone have Mike Chapman’s phone number?
What Pretty in Black lacks in vigor is made up for in variety.
Hey, Rich Harrison, it’s okay to sample something other than horns. Or how about just dropping the sampling altogether.
The Best of Brandy is a must-have for the hardest-core Moesha fans.
With her self-titled debut, Martha Wainwright has proven to be not just a worthy pupil of her domestic tutelage, but a musician of equal caliber.
Lisa Marie Presley’s second effort doesn’t stray far from the formula that brought her moderate success her first time out.
The First Lady is a mark of growth for Faith Evans.
em>Odyssey presents even more reasons to hate Fischerspooner—and in glaring Technicolor.
Ironically, Mimi is Mariah’s least personal album since the milquetoast Music Box.
Lead singer and chief songwriter Sam Endicott’s voice aims for droll but comes off lifeless and disaffected, descending into an annoying whine by the album’s halfway mark.
Arular is a head-turning, head-bopping debut.
Colour by Numbers helped establish the blueprint for the boy bands that would follow in Culture Club’s wake.
I’ve gathered three of Slant’s music boys to dish the dirt on the multi-octave songbird’s first nine releases.
He took a break from his European tour to introduce himself to us and discuss composing, skinny-dipping, 19th century heroines, and Britney Spears.