The album sees the singer taking her skillset to a new level.
Out Among the Stars is a reminder of how easy Johnny Cash made it all look even when he was slumping.
Mess may be Liars’ darkest album, which is saying a lot for a band so well versed in cultic, gloomy theatrics.
“G.U.Y.” returns Gaga to her previous visual excesses.
The band’s offbeat lyrical imagery and crunchy guitar-drum combinations work to enhance the album’s messy, unpretentious charm.
One of the biggest disappointments about Minogue’s new album is the absence of last year’s buzz single, “Skirt.”
The Take Off and Landing of Everything gives us mostly familiar surroundings, but it makes for fine company.
Kiss Me Once continues an impressive streak of ruthlessly addictive dance music that dates at least as far back as 2001.
The majority of Wye Oak’s set did focus on songs their upcoming album Shriek.
There isn’t a single moment on Supermodel that could be acutely identified to represent Foster the People’s unique “personality.”
SXSW 2014: The Hold Steady, Phantogram, Black Lips, Hurray for the Riff Raff, & More
If you passed him on the street, you might mistake the Hold Steady’s Craig Finn for a stressed-out dad or high school chemistry teacher.
There’s undoubtedly something a little weird about seeing rock music in a strangely lit, tackily carpeted convention center ballroom.
Lost in the Dream masterfully conveys existential ambivalence with its vast distorted spaces.
It’s hard to call to mind another contemporary artist who so deftly employs sheer balls-out guitar skill as St. Vincent.
Day one of the music portion of SXSW marks the exodus of tech geeks and hustling entrepreneurs from the fest.
The duo employs the vintage sounds of the 1970s and storytelling beats of Blaxploitation movies.
With Abandoned City, Hauschka allows himself to add a certain depth of feeling to his usual showmanship and rhythmic panache.
Iggy Azalea and Charli XCX pay homage to Amy Hecklering’s ’90s cult classic Clueless.
Mirrors the Sky hearkens back to previous generations of female singer-songwriters without ever resorting to mimicry.
At its core, Atlas is an album about relationships and the passing of time.
Mastermind often feels like the hip-hop equivalent of a commemorative march for a triumphant ruler.