
Vampire Weekend Embrace the Noise on ‘Only God Was Above Us’
Vampire Weekend's noisy, ambitious fifth album trades clean hooks for distortion and dense lyrics. Our full review.

Records we have scored.

Vampire Weekend's noisy, ambitious fifth album trades clean hooks for distortion and dense lyrics. Our full review.

Turnstile's NEVER ENOUGH blends hardcore muscle with pop and synth ambition. Our track-by-track review of the Baltimore band's bold new album.

St. Vincent's self-produced seventh album is her rawest, darkest, and most hopeful yet. A review of All Born Screaming.

Paramore's sixth album trades arena catharsis for wired, post-punk tension. Our review of This Is Why.

MJ Lenderman's Manning Fireworks turns broken hearts and bruised egos into a witty, moving indie-rock triumph.

Metallica's 72 Seasons packs thrash fury and mid-tempo muscle into 77 minutes—brilliant in spots, bloated overall.

Mannequin Pussy's I Got Heaven fuses hardcore punk rage with power-pop hooks for their most precise, brutal record yet.

Liturgy's 93696 is an 82-minute black metal epic blending blast beats, orchestral scope, and choir vocals. A review.

Ghost's Skeletá is a glossy 20-track double album of Atmos mixes and AOR hooks — polished, confident, and occasionally too clean.

Fontaines D.C. tear up their post-punk blueprint on Romance, a bold, genre-hopping fourth album that's their best yet.
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