Megan James and Corin Roddick’s sophomore LP is a paralyzing example of depth/staying power.
On his third LP, Big Sean taps into a raw version of himself and presents his best work to date.
The New Yorker’s debut is reflective and jarring but its cathartic orchestration is just brilliant.
BBNG & Tone’s collab project stays animated as a numbing experiment that’s far from ordinary.
Damien Rice’s third studio effort is stifled by heartache, but the craft and outpour of honesty make it a true marvel.
Taking his adventurous side up a notch, Chaz Bundick’s debut album as Les Sins is an unpredictable headrush.
Flexing a new take on Bronx-aged punk, Single Mothers’ long-awaited debut is an infection you can’t scrub off.
Flying Lotus’ fifth studio album traces the impending nature of death with an inventive mix of collabs, soul, and electronic highs.
Exploring a broader dimension of Internet-aged dub-pop, alt-J’s sophomore effort is direct, bold, and confident.
Though it has its similarities, DFA eclipse You’re A Woman… with a full-length that rewires their blistering crunch.
Jillian Banks’ major label debut is littered with love, heartbreak, and intimacy, but it’s also a drug you should try.
Greys’ full-length debut teeters on the edge of perfection while promptly beating your head in time and time again.