The eccentric songwriter copes with the woes of love with a sobering mini-album.
London indie rockers sink into a pleasant, unoriginal rut.
Weaver has more up her lacy sleeve than a handful of pop songs and bohemian chic.
Sam Beam and Ben Bridwell’s easygoing chemistry highlights their collaboration
AWOLNATION deliver during their first night at the House of Blues.
Talks a big game but ends up being just another teen movie.
The iconic group won’t let the weight of their subject matter hold down propulsive energy.
There’s no reason for this hardcore supergroup behemoth to exist, but we’ll gladly take it.
The latest in a series of endless, cash-grabbing nostalgia trips for Adam Sandler and the comedians in his camp.
How much crazy can you take?
An audacious, 93-minute rock opera that wants to be read as a text — and deserves to be.
Michael Silver can’t quite fuse electronic soundscapes and acoustic flourishes.
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