Rock
With this LP, Daniel Lopatin has crafted an immaculate aural landscape that one can (and will want to) lose oneself in for hours.
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Overall, VII finds Blitzen Trapper maintaining its musical muscle even though its lyricist occasionally struggles.
“Return to form” is a little too easy, but if you miss the “old” Travis, then the new album, Where You Stand, is the one you’ve been waiting for.
While Múm sometimes succumbs to the monotony that’s a predictable risk for chill electronic acts, in Smilewound the group has brought together a set of intricately-crafted folktronic songs that are always enjoyable, and occasionally even breathtaking.
The crowd at the Paradise Rock Club was awful, and whether Jake Bugg noticed this or not, it caused him to turn in a pretty mediocre performance.
If any more proof was needed that AM is a career highlight for Arctic Monkeys, the fact that the crowd Tuesday night met every new song with the same if not greater enthusiasm as the hits should provide it.
What is a problem, however, is that despite a fairly promising start, nothing at the beginning of MGMT can make up for the migraine inducing cacophony of pointless sound that is the album’s final half.
AM, the Sheffield band’s fifth album and their heaviest and danciest to date, isn’t for pre-gaming, or the start of the party. It’s for the wee hours, when the fog is thickest and you should really know better but just can’t help yourself.
Arts Commentary: In Memoriam, Michael Tilson Thomas (1944-2026)