Post Malone Few may have guessed that Austin Richard Post (or, Post Malone, as translated by an Internet rap name generator) would be the enduring…
Post Malone’s latest is an anemic, pointless exercise that leverages Top 40-approved styles to lazy, uninspired ends. Few may have guessed that Austin Richard Post…
Gold Rush Kid finds George Ezra co-opting TikTok music-making trends to abysmal effect. George Ezra, with his signature deep baritone and radio-friendly pop sensibilities, opts…
Get Used To It doesn’t necessarily have a strong thematic arc to its musical core, but KayCyy’s diverse skill set offers more than enough reason to…
Mississippi Son is Charlie Musselwhite’s crowning achievement, the kind of rarified synergy of craft and content that only the most veteran practitioners can accomplish. Toward the…
Tape is a full-circle moment for Griffin, harkening back to her first album while demonstrating how her craft has lost none of its initial potency or…
Kevin Gates It’s been a relatively humdrum couple of years for Kevin Gates, the bulky, burly-voiced performer who deals in big, pop-friendly melodies and stocky…
Khaza is an imperfect album that requires you get on its wavelength, but in leaning more into his pop sensibilities that before, Gates at least makes…
Horsegirl’s debut doesn’t quite distinguish itself from the influences it so enthusiastically sources, but there’s plenty here to suggest bigger and better things going forward.…
Big Time feels like a the start of a new era for Angel Olsen, an reinvention record that realizes the sound it seems she has…
Hard is pleasant, lightweight bit of pop that feels grander than the sums of its modest parts. Hard is Swedish synthpop artist Tove Styrke’s first album…
Chicamacomico is another sturdy and workmanlike collection from an act that’s been awfully great for nearly two decades. With Turnpike Troubadours still in an apparent…
During the summer of 1991, cousins Robert “Bobby” Diggs and Gary Grice were trying to get busy and do the impossible. They had both released…
Cruel Country can occasionally lapse into tedious shapelessness, but it’s low-key, easygoing charms feel largely organic and earned. For a while, it seemed like nothing…
Shape Up’s boasts a catchy, assured first half, but ultimately suffers from too much bloat and poor sequencing. There’s a solid EP worth of material…
Preacher’s Daughter suggests fascinating and unpredictable future stardom for Ethel Cain. Ethel Cain arrived right on time, America currently enraptured with the style and cultural…
Dance Fever doesn’t deliver much danciness, but it does reflect an appealingly intimate pivot for Welch and co. After a four-year gap, Florence + the…
Clocking in a bit overlong and failing to reach Flume’s previous artistic peak, Palaces is nonetheless a breezy, catchy listening experience. The latest artist to…
Wilco For a while, it seemed like nothing ever came easy for Wilco. Early classics like Being There and Summerteeth bore the marks of personal…
Jack Harlow “Back when I was a young man / I liked them girls that was in the Abercrombie / I likеd them girls that was…