Sophie Xeon, one of the most influential pop musicians and producers of the last decade and known professionally as SOPHIE, passed away Jan. 30 in a tragic accident first reported by the artist’s record label Transgressive.
In such an unforgivingly mediocre year of rap, two kings hold us close as we desperately try to avoid listening to Griselda say absolutely nothing for hundreds of minutes — Bad Bunny and Lil Baby.
A recurring debate in rap is “How sexual is too vulgar for rap?” Within that question lies the much more inflammatory debate: “How sexual is too vulgar for women in rap?”
All of this makes her 2010 album “Teenage Dream” feel like a long, long time ago. That album, released almost exactly 10 years before “Smile,” was supported by an unbelievable run of five chart-topping singles, a record that Perry shares with Michael Jackson. The stark difference between these two albums begs a simple question: What happened to Katy Perry?
This album marked a journey of letting go of the past and moving forward.
“Folklore” is free to explore a vast array of settings and characters like a sonical storybook, earning itself the distinction of being Swift’s best album yet.
From the start, "Fetch the Bolt Cutters" is unmistakably Apple's: the layered percussion, the piano riffs and Apple's clear, purposeful voice are what have always made her music distinct.
The time is right to reflect on the largely ignored conflict in Memphis, T.N. between Young Dolph and Yo Gotti, perhaps the most bizarre footnote in the genre of the past decade.
What defines “Memory Game” is the pronounced inhalation and exhalation of all kinds: high and tight, low and relaxed and slow, quick and hurried.
When I think of “comforting” albums, my mind shoots in several directions. Comfort can mean a lot of things.
Over the last few days, “Future Nostalgia” is one of the few things that has made me smile, one of the few things that has made me dance.
“3.15.2020,” the fourth album by Childish Gambino, addresses the same fears that “Awaken, My Love!” did, but the approach couldn’t be more different.
On Tuesday, a few days ahead of its slated release date, Sufjan Stevens released “Aporia,” his latest collaborative effort with his stepfather Lowell Brams.
Conan Gray is lonely. A global pandemic has him isolated at home, surrounded by the comforts of musical instruments and Taylor Swift and Lorde posters.
As counter-cultural and independent as rap claims to be, it is still a hierarchical institution.
Meg Remy always seems to return at exactly the right time.
After announcing and promptly disregarding multiple release dates, Lil Uzi Vert finally released his sophomore album “Eternal Atake.”
Whether he’s experimenting with psychedelic rock, folktronica or house, Caribou makes music that is, above all else, fun.
Among the canon of soft-rock singer-songwriters of the ‘60s and ‘70s, Carole King seems out of place.
Due to drill’s barely defined scope, calling it a genre or even a subgenre is dangerous.
