With Man It Feels Like Space Again, Pond seem to have made it a priority to remind listeners that they are the reigning goofballs of psychedelic rock.
Barring the few brilliant moments (and there are a few), Future Brown’s debut full-length feels tired and inconclusive.
A ghost of the 1960s folk scene, Jessica Pratt is fully realized on her second LP.
Björk teams up with Venezuelan phenom Arca and delivers her most devastating and luxuriant record since Homogenic.
Viet Cong is immensely rewarding for serious fans of rock music because they have voraciously consumed, internalized, and recast much of the genre’s history.
The punk trio emerges triumphant from its “indefinite hiatus” with No Cities To Love, a vital comeback and, even better, a breathtaking Sleater-Kinney record.
Beneath its well-produced cacophony, Girls in Peacetime Want to Dance is an emotional and intelligently bruised work.