With 232 pages and an expanded 12″ by 12″ format, our biggest print issue yet celebrates the people, places, music, and art of our hometown, including cover features on David Lynch, Nipsey Hussle, Syd, and Phoebe Bridgers’ Saddest Factory Records, plus Brian Wilson, Cuco, Ty Segall, Lord Huron, Remi Wolf, The Doors, the art of RISK, Taz, Estevan Oriol, Kii Arens, and Edward Colver, and so much more.
Father John Misty, Mahashmashana
Josh Tillman focuses his lens on death on his darkly comedic sixth album as eclectic instrumentation continues to buttress his folky chamber pop beyond ’70s pastiche.
John Cale, Paris 1919 + The Academy in Peril [Reissues]
These remastered early solo releases are a testament to the breadth of the composer’s innovative sonic and lyrical éclat beyond his more menacing proto-punk work.
TV on the Radio, Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes [20th Anniversary Edition]
The new reissue expands on the lyrical desolation, moody arrangements, and incendiary sonic vibes fueled by post-9/11 Brooklyn that define this debut.
Alejandra Gomez
The peaks of “The Ridge” are melodic, beautiful, and worthy of a good sonic hike.
In the hands of German composer Nils Frahm, even the most minimalist sound can be manipulated into a moving and grand piece of music.
“Wiped Out!” is different, stripped of the R&B swag and playful lyrics that their previous effort carried to mainstream success.
She comes from Sweden with a direct declaration: “There’s a conclusion to my illusion / I assure you this.”
Slightly chaotic and with plenty of character, these songs don’t get dull.
But this isn’t a Black Keys album, it’s an Arcs album.
It would be easy to lump Tijuana Panthers’ latest LP in with the beach bum sound that’s been so popular as of late, but there’s a textured depth to “Poster.”
Over the past decade, The Maccabees have evolved sonically as dictated by the times, which isn’t necessarily a good thing.
A covers album is a very difficult thing to pull off, even with tempered expectations.
There is something quite comforting about the new Heartless Bastards album “Restless Ones.”
With “Beneath the Skin,” Of Monsters and Men shed their jaunty, sweet exterior, and expose some (or, more accurately, too many) darker and moodier cuts.
Straying from the path paved as the frontman of a world-renowned band is not an easy task, especially with a distinguished voice like Brandon Flowers’s.
For “1000 Palms,” the quartet strays from the pristine surf-pop sound of 2013’s “Pythons” and fills their third LP with more reverb and psychedelic accents.
There’s nothing particularly wrong with “A Forest of Arms,” but there is an inescapable taste of disappointment left in your mouth when there isn’t anything more to really sink your teeth into.
“Strange Trails” might not take listeners down the road less traveled, but it still provides the warm and familiar comfort of a wise friend.
Five albums in and the pair haven’t changed a thing; “New Glow” is more of a mixture of their previous efforts than anything novel or different.
It’s a record that comes at the heels of Darnielle’s critically acclaimed novel, and its lofty ambitions do not disappoint.
Every track on singer-songwriter Ryley Walker’s sophomore LP evokes a vivid setting of pristine pastoral beauty.
The band lifts its audience from present day, takes them back in time, and then pushes them through the atmosphere to the moon and back. Grab footage of your favorite space scenes, sit back, and enjoy.
On “We Are Undone,” Adam Stephens and Tyson Vogel seem to have something to say, but they fall short of expressing it in any memorable way.