Harlecore is an almost otherworldly album, built from familiar parts but singular and thrilling in every way. Danny L Harle makes music for an alternative universe,…
Of Stan Brakhage’s ephemeral Desert, Fred Camper once wrote that “large and small, and inner and outer, worlds dance about each other in a kind…
Just Don’t Think I’ll Scream isn’t the exercise in solipsism or self-serving appropriative art its premise threatens, but its overall effect is one of cautious distance.…
“Fuck Soulja Boy. Soulja Boy, I know you’re young enough to be my kid but you single-handedly killed hip-hop, man. That shit is such garbage.…
The Hustles Continues is a bit too busy and suffers from a glut of features, but once again proves J’s relevance and absolute buoyancy. There are…
My Life 4Hunnid reflects yet a further dip in quality from YG’s long-ago days of Still Brazy. My Life 4Hunnid, YG’s latest, is the type of…
To call Bladee a rapper would be a bit misleading — sure, he sorta sings in a cadence and manner one could associate with “rapping,”…
If you listened to and believed the hip-hop gatekeepers, influencers, and bloggers (whose reviews read like thinly disguised PR campaigns) from the past few months,…
For nearly two decades now, The Avalanches have repurposed pillaged sounds of yesteryear in order to locate a current emotional resonance, to connect the past…
Monster Hunter suggests that Paul W.S. Anderson has exhausted his bag of tricks and is soullessly recycling familiar fare to diminishing results. The lore of Monster…
ON-GAKU: Our Sound is something of a strange contradiction, managing both stupidity and profundity in equal measure. Kenji Iwaisawa was able to accomplish something few in…
Nas is washed – King’s Disease confirms it. Nas is, for lack of a better term, washed; this isn’t to clown on the man who’s certainly earned…
Wunna is Gunna’s masterpiece, one that finds the low-ceiling rapper maximizing his particular hip hop style. Wunna is a masterpiece — or, to be more accurate,…
My Agenda mashes and distorts disparate musical genres and sociopolitical potency into exhilarating, oddball earworms. Dorian Electra has seemingly done the impossible — well, at least…
The results come out a bit mixed, but there’s no denying the pleasure of witness MGK’s complete artistic freedom in the form of pop-punk idol…
Martin Eden is a subtle and complex character study of one man’s ideological tempest. Martin Eden — a character first created by Jack London, in 1909…
This Borat sequel is up to familiar antics but is far too sold on its own unearned sense of importance. 2006 was a much simpler time;…
Glimpses from a Visit to Orkney in Summer 1995 is perhaps the most categorically detailed title that film diarist Ute Aurand has ever given one…
Late career Adam Sandler thrives within Netflix’s low stakes, and Hubie Halloween is his most buoyant effort yet. For the better part of a decade, most highbrow…
Trump Card was always going to be pathetic, but it surprises in demonstrating new lows of argumentation and cohesion from its soft-minded director. Dinesh D’Souza has,…