“Mum Does the Washing” Is the Spoken-Word Anthem I Didn’t Know I Needed
This miraculous song by Nigerian British poet Joshua Idehen is a manifesto, stand-up routine, and dancefloor banger rolled into one.
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“Into Your Garden” Is the Most Fascinatingly Weird Song on 070 Shake’s Proggy New Album
How about a classical piano ballad about cunnilingus featuring City Girls’ JT threatening to scrap?!
SahBabii Cranks His Surreal Street Rap to 11 On ‘Saaheem’
For a rapper who loves talking about his balls, Sahbabii sounds remarkably mature on his latest.
Syntrovert’s Latest EP Makes Experimental Dance Music Feel Like a Fantasy Video Game
On 'Pathfinder,' the emerging Chilean innovator unites deconstructed bass, tribal, and pan-Latin sounds for a narrative-driven adventure.
The Cure’s ‘Songs of a Lost World’ Is What Happens When Goth Starts Getting Real
The legendary band has long contemplated the darker side of life. But at 65, Robert Smith is now writing some of the best songs of his career about grief, aging, and actual death.
Ethel Cain Is Only Getting Darker
The gothic doomsayer returns with a droning seance inspired by *checks notes* an infamous murdered pedophile.
The Holy Ambience of Mount Eerie’s ‘Night Palace’
On his latest major work, the songwriter Phil Elverum taps into a mind state beyond deep grief, where familiarity with the unspeakable becomes a strange superpower.
Narcy and Redveil Bring the Fight for Palestine to the Booth on “Sword”
In the powerful song, Iraqi Canadian rapper Narcy pays tribute to—and shares solidarity with—victims of the genocide in Gaza.
On ‘Chromakopia,’ Tyler, the Creator Is Best Without a Mask
On his seventh studio album, the California rapper-producer probes—and embraces—his worst impulses as he tries to cope with rap superstardom.
Don’t Cry for Bon Iver
Justin Vernon skewers his own tortured artist myth on ”Speyside,” the standout track from his new bare-bones EP.
Two Shell’s Trick Mirror
On the UK dance-music pranksters’ debut album, sincerity and irony are like two nearly identical reflections.
The Paris Review
On Paris Hilton’s latest dalliance with pop, ‘Infinite Icon,’ and the cost of a banger