Rock
All in all, this album a pretty easy recommendation for those who like Al Di Meola and/or the Beatles.
Laurie Sargent and Billy Conway found their sanctuary under the big sky of rural Montana, and their art echoes the genuine nature of their lives, shared across the miles with their Boston base.
An admiration for certain defeat permeates much of The Mountain Goats’ album Songs for Pierre Chuvin.
The cumulative message of these heavy metal bands might be: “I see your pandemic, and I raise you one.”
In Rock Bottom Rhapsody, Pokey LaFarge shows us where all America’s prophetic manias must lead: collapse.
Not only is Fetch the Bolt Cutters the most stunning of Apple’s five albums, it’s the most impressive pop record of this young pandemic year, its bottled turmoil speaking to our own pent-up nerves.
The Strokes are finally growing up — and their maturity is a sight to behold.
Darkness is pervasive in this Cowboy Junkies album, but it is not all-encompassing.
Sigma Oasis is one of Phish’s better albums since the group reunited in 2009 after a five-year breakup.
Childish Gambino is hamstrung by ambition, but 3.15.20 still contains a bevy of enjoyable songs, including one or two tracks that brush against brilliance.
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