We get a lot of records sent to us here at The A.V. Club. Fortunately, we end up liking some of them. In Playlisted,…
We get a lot of records sent to us here at The A.V. Club. Fortunately, we end up liking some of them. In Playlisted,…
We get a lot of records sent to us here at The A.V. Club. Fortunately, we end up liking some of them. In Playlisted,…
When the first Odd Future Tape was leaked in late 2008, it showcased a very different Wolf Gang—children,…
It’s useful to remember that Miike Snow is slumming it. Not because a trio of Stockholm-based studio super-producers…
Brooklyn’s Tanlines began as a remix project between two sidemen turned producers, Don Caballero’s Eric Emm and Profe…
In 2007, White Rabbits was an adventurous band. The Brooklyn outfit dubbed its sound “honky-tonk calypso,”…
We get a lot of records sent to us here at The A.V. Club. Fortunately, we end up liking some of them. In Playlisted,…
From Randy Newman’s “I Love L.A.” to Skee-Lo’s “I Wish,” the best songs about Los Angeles capture a well-known…
Consistent, able, thoughtful, and calm, solo folkies like Seattle’s Damien Jurado are immune to the ebb and flow of…
Whoever posited that “it’s not the destination, but the journey” never heard chillwave. That most mellow of modern…
The greatest benefit of hindsight in music is the ability to cherry-pick the good out of even the most wonky of…
At first, Chairlift seems quintessentially, almost insufferably hip. The group got its start at a Colorado college,…
A sort of Lee “Scratch” Perry for the indie-rap generation, Gonjasufi offers a mix of smoky spiritualism and…
Somewhere in the air above Wales there’s a sonic trap tuned to collect whatever errant strains of the psychedelic…
Call it a meeting of the mindless. In this corner, Atlanta trap-rap star Gucci Mane, a giant in a subgenre known for…
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The A.V. Club could have populated an…
Great neo-soul balances bump against drift—rhythmic pulse vs. coasting ambiance—and even when things get weird, it…
Soundtrack albums are the schwag-weed of the rap world. They’re lousy with seeds (superfluous guest spots) and stems…
“It’s just me in my room with my eyes shut,” Youth Lagoon’s Trevor Powers creaks on “17,” from his debut, The Year…
“Hysterical” might have been an apt descriptor for Clap Your Hands Say Yeah several years and a couple of albums…