Celebrate our tenth anniversary with the biggest issue we’ve ever made. FLOOD 13 is deluxe, 252-page commemorative edition—a collectible, coffee-table-style volume in a 12″ x 12″ format—packed with dynamic graphic design, stunning photography and artwork, and dozens of amazing artists representing the past, present, and future of FLOOD’s editorial spectrum, while also looking back at key moments and events in our history. Inside, you’ll find in-depth cover stories on Gorillaz and Magdalena Bay, plus interviews with Mac DeMarco, Lord Huron, Wolf Alice, Norman Reedus, The Zombies, Nation of Language, Bootsy Collins, Fred Armisen, Jazz Is Dead, Automatic, Rocket, and many more.
Jessie Ware, Superbloom
Three albums into her tenure as a pure-pleasure purveyor, Ware leans into the featherweight grooves of the ABBA era for a smooth yet occasionally frictionless epilogue to the trilogy.
Nine Inch Noize, Nine Inch Noize
Trent Reznor, Atticus Ross, and Boys Noize continue their collaborative streak by looking back on the NIN canon with a skull-fucking, metal-electro collab of thumping, throbbing songcraft.
Yot Club, Simpleton
Littered with existential concerns about what is truly real versus carefully curated presentation, Ryan Kaiser wrestles with American suburbia on his third album of indie-surf tunes.
Carrie Courogen
The songwriter discusses the importance of sharing women’s stories and how her first album in over a decade grew from the soil of her 1993 debut.
The Japanese director talks about his English (and French) language debut.
Based on a true story written by Shia LaBeouf while in rehab, the film was both triggering and cathartic for the creative team.
The actor’s fourth book of photography takes the viewer on a road trip through middle America.
The indie King of Slack just released an electronic album, but assures us he’s still the same person.
The Japanese band is rocketing into the West with a full-blown stylistic vision firmly in place. And that vision doesn’t include any preconceived notions of what it means to be “cute.”
The group’s debut—and the riot grrrl movement at large—feels more vital than ever.
Lindsey Jordan’s first full-length has no shortage of adolescent angst—she’s only nineteen, after all—but the indie rock prodigy is maturing fast.
