Roly Porter is best known as half of the dubstep duo Vex’d, but that is about to change.
It’s hard to listen to Melt-Banana without feeling like you need an inhaler.
It says something that the first track starts with Omar’s signature whistle.
Cloud-rap? Post-R&B? We still don’t have much of a lexicon to describe the latest wave of bedroom producers who push well-worn hip-hop tropes into more experimental, freeform territory.
I had avoided Crystal Stilts for purely shallow reasons. Like “wolf” names 10 years ago, the sheer number of “crystal” bands seemed suspicious.
An eight-piece New Orleans band coming by their name honestly, I Am debuts with a lot of fun, bordering on happy-go-lucky, which only serves to better le bon temps.
Shim’s adorkable She, Zooey Deschanel, has had quite a fall season.
There’s a reason this critic listens to albums in as many different locations on as many different machines as possible before processing those sounds into words: What works in one situation
Man Man shouldn’t still be alive. This batshit crazy circus began making Swordfishtrombones for Generation Y almost a decade ago.