A well-written, but troublingly snide solo effort from the Arcade Fire multi-instrumentalist.
Spacebomb founder could benefit from something more raw than his lush, soft-toned house band.
A Fucked Up side project that’s anything but.
Wisdom and immediacy define the Chicago rapper and producer’s street album.
Breaking America one club at a time.
A satisfying second chapter from the long dormant avant-garde hip-hop duo.
With her solo debut, All Dogs frontwoman Maryn Jones explores the icy corners of her brain.
A night of life-affirming riffage and shredding.
A reminder that sometimes filmmakers should stay behind the camera.
Buckets of blood and guts but not much fun.
Caribou is at the top of its game, and there’s no point in looking back.
The duo’s second album cleans up the beats and the lyrics, but holds true to Purity Ring’s signature paradoxes.
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