Fever Ray’s Debut Turns 10
A gorgeous and mysterious meditation of experimental pop.
A gorgeous and mysterious meditation of experimental pop.
Merriweather Post Pavilion turns 10 years old today. The Sgt. Pepper of neo-psychedelia, the album
Three decades into his career, Tweedy’s first proper solo LP is another understated work from the humble master.
But let’s not do it again.
The album that made it okay to cry in hip-hop.
The frequently compared late-bloomer deserves to be first remembered as the singular voice he was.
Did I need to hear Take 44 of “Long, Long, Long”?
But is that good thing?
The Dinosaur Jr. hero gets extra tender when left to his own devices.
A gorgeous and fascinating dissection of one of the greatest breakup albums of all time.
The definitive edition of the Kinks definitive masterpiece.
British R&B doubles down on her electric sound on sophomore effort.
A master class in seamless, universal dance pop.
Wall doubles down on the stripped-down sound of his striking debut.
La Maison Noir / The Black House is the new visual EP from Petite Noir,
A feat of album craft that never overstays its welcome.
She just doesn’t quite reach her potential.
Big Thief guitarist gives aa deconstructed take on desert-fried folk, country and indie rock.
The grunge grandaddies still have a lot to say, and it’s more poignant and needed than ever.
Another stunning work of remarkable craft and nuance from Conor O’Brien.
It’s nothing short of stunning.
An aptly-named companion EP to ‘Ruins’.
We’re talking George Clinton levels of funk.
Another cosmic ride you’ll be glad you took.
The 76-year-old cult hero uses new technologies to do what he’s been doing since the ’70s.
A convincing case for greatest active rhythm and blues band on the planet.
The 76-year-old Beatle isn’t done until he says he is.
The heavy metal alchemists have birthed their masterpiece.
The cult classic hit U.S. cinemas today in 1973.
It lacks the standout cuts of her debut.
Combining the folksy charm of Joanna Newsom and the seedy edge of Tom Waits.
The results are powerful but hard to digest.
Indie pop with a twist of David Lynch.
At least in name.
If Thundercat tried to make a pop album, it would sound like this.
Long live The Growlers.
We’ll take all we can get from Moses.
An indie rock fantasy 10 years in the making.
A slow-moving steamroller flattening everything in its path.
A radical slice of country folk that goes down like cold beer on a hot day.
It might just be the prettiest thing put to wax this year.
It’s still a sharp and vivid LP with some high-caliber features
Featuring the dizzy vibrations of a Major Lazer album.
New EP explores the band’s indebtedness to ’90s grunge and metal.
Clocking in at 14 and a half minutes, it’s Molina’s most longwinded project yet.
You may as well listen to the original.
Too bad it doesn’t pack a punch.
An unassailably smooth debut from a team that honed their artistry on the streets on Manchester.
A personal best from the L.A. five-piece.
A perfect Greatest Hits starter pack for any fan of CSN/CSNY.