
MJ Lenderman Finds Sparkle in the Cracks of Everyday Life on ‘Boat Songs’
A gentle, unhurried record about noticing the strange in the familiar, told with deadpan wit.


A gentle, unhurried record about noticing the strange in the familiar, told with deadpan wit.

A record of a man once nobody, now a name of weight — a return to form, though not without its lesser moments.

A band of two spirits struggles within one song, heavy guitar battling soft voice, upon Koi no Yokan.

A heavy requiem that fails to raise the dead, eleven tracks of noise that never quite find their soul.

A record of construction and ruin, wherein eleven songs pass swiftly and one stands forth above the rest.

A review of The War on Drugs' seventh album, I Don't Live Here Anymore, a tighter, more focused record than before.

A record of extremes — quiet, tender moments sit beside bursts of noise, rewarding patience and punishing skimming alike.

A Cincinnati band's ten-track rock record, loud and refusing to play it safe, with highs worth the stumble.

Russian Circles' Blood Year trades slow minimalism for aggression, delivering their densest, most rewarding album yet.

A review of Armand Hammer's WHT LBL, a rap album blending trap, jazz loops, and soul, ranked track by track.

A rapper's mission to prove he can hold a full-length record together while rapping about money, power, and the grind.

A pop record of urgency and desire, eight tracks that refuse to play it safe, each song earning its place.
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