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Sweden’s province of Dalarna is notable for its rich forests, glorious fishing lakes, and for Kristian Matsson.

The Waterfall is a crystalline representation of My Morning Jacket.

Bethany Cosentino always knew she was cooler than the rest of us. This is the first time she’s really showing it.

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The new album from Blur happens to be grand, assured, and terrific.

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Young Thug’s entire approach to his music has never sounded so polished and potent.

“Nobody feels like an adult. It’s the world’s dirty secret.”

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Heirs to the glimmering world.

Tidal promises to be the music service that rewards fans and artists alike. It’s a nice idea, if Tidal can pull it off someday. That day isn't today.

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Reviews of recent albums from Odd Future's singular Earl Sweatshirt and Brooklyn art-rockers Ava Luna.

Sometimes you just have to abandon your anxieties and dance your pain (or crippling fear) away.

No one said pop had to be complicated, and this pill goes down rather smoothly.

John Darnielle. Wrestling album. Whaddya need, a roadmap?

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