The Leeds junglist tells a story in the wrong order, in the right way.
On her sophomore effort, the rapper goes completely mask-off, directing her anger at other rappers and former friends.
In keeping with its title, the prolific Louisiana rapper’s fourth album plays like the end of an era.
The Scottish DJ’s latest album has a few superficial charms going for it—and not much else.
From MTV to Madame X, the queen of pop’s ode to voguing continues to endure three decades later.
The album revels in the sounds of ’50s and ’60s pop but lacks the hooks that made that era so indelible.
On her seventh album, the singer displaces us from both history and the present and situates us in her unique ecosystem.
The album attempts to bridge a number of gaps in a way that can feel bland and devoid of context.
The musician’s second album in three months exists at a blurry intersection of inscrutability and openness.
The catchy pop-punk song channels the scrappy energy and brash outspokenness that helped make Pink a star.
The album engages with rock’s history while simultaneously taking it in imaginative new directions.
The indie-pop group’s sophomore effort doubles down on their copy-and-paste approach, but this time with mixed results.
In an attempt to move forward, the band has repackaged the stylistic traits that made them special in the first place.
If the best albums of 2022 so far are any indication, it seems clear that pop music can’t just go back to what it was before.
The scope of the 80-minute, 23-track album allows the rapper-singer to explore the full breadth of his romantic and sexual proclivities.
The album is part of a now decades-long roll-out attesting to the rapper’s bravado—and we’re not complaining.
The album is spiked with humor and pathos, and Spektor holds the two in balance as skillfully as she ever has.
The first single from Beyoncé’s Renaissance marks, if not a cultural reset, at least a musical shift for the singer.
Though the album is more cohesive than Soccer Mommy’s previous albums, its lyrical themes and melodies aren’t nearly as indelible.
Porcupine Tree’s 11th studio album implies a summary of a body of work running back 35 years.
The album captures the visceral and tender dimensions of dance, pushing the boundaries of the musician’s artistry.