“Find a strong title, milk the metaphor.”
Lana Del Rey has been honing her craft in the public eye, with every misstep ruthlessly pilloried by people like me.
Röyksopp and Robyn for once sound like bandmates, rather than guest stars on one another’s solo work.
We give our first ever failing grade to Xscape, a scandalously meager and insulting Michael Jackson “album.”
tUnE-yArDs’ phenomenal follow-up to whokill is catchier and more welcoming. But it will gain few converts.
Kelis’ sixth and finest LP is not the gastronomic concept album suggested by its title. Food is instead a feast of sweaty funk grooves and impeccable soul melodies, consistently satisfying and often fabulous.
The debut LP from Avey Tare’s Slasher Flicks may be a bit uneven. But its campy Scooby Doo aesthetic is both charming and irresistible.