With its sweeping scope and rippling tension, Virtue captures the anxieties of our current post-truth age.
The Strokes’ Comedown Machine a nice sense of double nostalgia.
The Strokes aren’t the same band you fell in love with 10 years ago.
Like The Flaming Lips, Andrew Bird’s a musical existentialist: Lyrics of doubt and worry against a reassuring musical backdrop.
Beach House’s self-titled debut seemed fully formed: nine songs virtually indistinguishable on first listen, relying on a command of minimal instrumentation and slow tempos.
Gone is the acerbic tension that marked the Strokes as forefathers of the East Coast rock resurgence.