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Capturing 22 different shows on the titular mid-’70s tour, each torrid, angst-ridden live take on this 39-disc collection sounds more manically driven than the gig before it.

Director/writer/star Jordan Firstman gives his film an emotional center rather than just letting it tangle on the vine of molly and BJs—a hill that so many nightlife films die upon.

Made bigger and brawnier by his recent collaboration with Nine Inch Nails, the German-Iraqi electronic producer’s first new solo album in five years proves the most maximal of his career.

The one-time stoner rockers sound totally at ease on an uncharacteristically relaxed-fit release that puts Josh Homme’s personality front-and-center.

With their 10th album, the Brighton electronic quartet cross-cut a wide range of ’80s-based tropes and influences into something boldly fresh.

In its 4K restoration, director Ken Russell’s menacing, sadistic, weirdly humorous masterwork is still contentious.

Australian plunderphonics innovators Robbie Chater and Tony Di Blasi dredge up the past for the present on their future-forward No Bad Memories.

Featuring denser, remastered sound and its original bonus 12-inch, the deluxe version of the grunge icons’ debut is a claustrophobic, jam-packed, corrosive epic.

As a work apart from Paul Thomas Anderson’s colorful concert film, the Geese frontman’s piano-and-vocals-only live album still works as a marvelous still-life treat.

Alejandro Iñárritu skewers the worst aspects of prophetic disaster porn with the world’s most bankable action star at the film’s center(s).

Continuing to defy expectations, the Texan R&B songwriter heads for the London dancefloor on a joyful collaboration with acid-jazz outfit Jungle.

Dedicated to the instrumental folk duo’s father, their forlorn cinematic expanse is given greater breadth and interwoven liveliness on their seventh LP.

With its recently discovered live volumes as its focus, this career-ranging box set valuably continues to lay flat the post-punk band’s sound at its most raw and unadorned.

The YMO co-founder’s 23rd solo album finds an oddball space between ambient electronics and goofy jazz, the E-Z-listening pop of his youth and Japanese traditionalism.

Along with remastering its original mix to bring out the disc’s vibrantly wild percussion, there’s a warmth to this celebratory touch-up of the pop star’s second solo LP that was forever missing.

With mind expansion and mood-music making on their docket, the righteous pairing of Badu’s jazzy vocals and Alc’s sampledelic production is everything you hoped it could be.

The punk lifer, archivist, and Cramps vault-keeper breaks down each track on the newly unearthed collection of material recorded with Alex Chilton at Ardent Studios in 1977.

Mike Diamond maintains the close-knit familial vibe and youthful effusion the Beastie Boys forged in 1981 on a debut solo effort full of looped synths and snaggle-toothed raps.

Celebrating the life of the country-music legend who remained omnipresent within the pop-cultural ecosystem throughout the 20th and 21st centuries, up until her death at the age of 80 this week.

The Killers frontman’s third solo album achieves a past-perfect C&W sound and earnest, emotional delivery when it isn’t weighed down by Springsteen homage.