Damon Riddick follows-up his career-launching funk box set with a slightly more concise, emotional groovefest.
Australian garage rockers take their sweet time in finishing new music, but the wait pays off.
Abel Tesfaye’s second major-label album is a failed experiment, and a fucking mess.
Matthew Mondanile builds on the formerly lo-fi foundation of his solo project, with expansive flourishes.
The Baltimore duo make another beautiful, slow-moving record that’s a little too familiar.
The enigmatic singer/songwriter scales back after a double album, delivering an intimate, emotional piece of music.
The former Dirty Projector returns six years after her debut EP with an eclectic and spiritual set.
The enigmatic art-pop/R&B artist drops an empowered and abrasive EP without notice, and it’s incredible.