The singer has yet to discover a sound or sensibility that truly distinguishes her.
After a string of underwhelming singles and several momentum-killing delays, Rihanna’s Anti, her first album in over three years, finally looks imminent.
Williams’s location-specific concept album serves as a reminder that her best songs need not inhabit one specific place, geographically or emotionally.
That the songs on This Is Acting were intended for other artists results in material that you wouldn’t expect to find on a Sia album.
Dystopia’s sustained virtuosity, with riffs sprouting like fractals, feels like a form of reparation.
David Bowie’s best songs proved his quest to turn and face the strange never ceased.
The album has its share of big moments, but it’s mostly made up of small, claustrophobic gestures of prickly emotional uncertainty.
Segall remains less interested in fine-tuning a specific sound than endlessly experiment with new tools and attitudes.
Blackstar is defiantly a thing of its own, allowing Bowie to revisit his career-spanning, paradoxical fears with fascinating new sounds.
The Catastrophist finds Thrill Jockey’s flagship band where we left them on 2009’s Beacons of Ancestorship, playing fusion for a post-IDM world.
It does little to counteract the bad taste left by its opener, offering up songs that tend to be blandly forgettable.
More so than any year in recent memory, 2015 saw the music video being wielded as a political weapon.
From new age to rap to pop, we’ve assembled a list of 10 albums we hope you won’t find under the tree next week.
Perhaps Alone in the Universe isn’t intended as reinvention, but as a reintroduction to Lynne.
The year’s best singles found new, inventive means of correspondence between the past and the present.
If ingenuity and craft are legitimate measures of success, then the rumors of the LP’s demise are indeed greatly exaggerated.
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O’Malley and Anderson’s blunt singlemindedness on stage is often counterbalanced by formalist nuance on record.
Nearly six months after the track made its premiere online, Robyn’s “Love Is Free” finally gets an official music video.
25 is essentially a series of apologias that finds Adele taking responsibility for at least some aspects of her tattered love life.
Shortly after the surprise brass-and-vocalese bridge of the Ed Sheeran co-write “Love Yourself,” Purpose starts rehashing its distinct set of formulas.