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.
Chuck Strangers, A Forsaken Lover’s Plea
Chronicling both his upbringing in Brooklyn and a dissolved romance, the Pro Era veteran’s second full-length is an exercise in refined melancholy.
Tierra Whack, World Wide Whack
The celebrated Philadelphia rapper’s debut full-length is made up of masterpieces in miniature—two- to three-minute songs intimate in their scope and spare in their production.
Kacey Musgraves, Deeper Well
The pop-country superstar leans into her homespun folk roots with mournful grace and the tiniest teardrop of tenderness, though the result is oddly lofty and often trite.
Natasha Aftandilians
A not so Coachella experience in the sand.
Beck is fully embracing his talent for making the kind of music you want to dance to. What’s so bad about that?
The fifth edition of the Vegas festival distinguishes itself with massive art installations and a guest-packed Gorillaz set.
The title of Perfume Genius’s fourth album implies a certain degree of nebulousness in what Mike Hadreas has to offer—and in that sense, it’s not an entirely accurate moniker.
Three years after his debut the LA-based singer-songwriter questions whether bearing witness to history is enough.
The Beastie Boys’ longtime organist and resident savant talks “Check Your Head,” carpentry, and keyboards.
Is this J. Tillman at his most ironic, or his most sincere?
Even with the new regime in power, the musical polymath is still feeling good.
“Oh no, we’re in trouble / TSA always wanna burst my bubble / Always get a random check when I rock the stubble”
The Growlers’ annual Orange County shindig once again takes over The Observatory in Santa Ana.
Flying Lotus, P-Funk, T-cat, and more packed out the Bowl on Saturday night.
Jesse F. Keeler and Alex Puodziukas turn their computers into punk rockers on their new record, “Operator.”
Shauf presents himself as the wallflower, but his prowess at assessing people from afar is surprising.
“Secrets” is a solid combination of grinding guitar riffs, subterranean bass lines, propulsive beats, and the occasional cascade of synthetic beeps.
The record might lull you to sleep but you probably won’t be mad that you did nod off.
A weekend full of female-fronted rock supporting a great cause.
Plus, a special appearance from Miguel.
Getting down at night nine of Red Bull 30 Days in LA.
Accompanied by little more than a baritone ukulele or an acoustic guitar, Barlow still manages to nail the tinny echoes and urgency of garage rock (the fact that the album was recorded in six days might have something to do with it).
In this imagined Garden of Eden, Jamison has found clarity, and the resulting album is mellow without being dull.