Reviews
Ne-Yo’s Highway 79 Album Review: Nashville Boots, Soft Ego, Sharp Teeth
Ne-Yo’s Highway 79 swaps pop gloss for blunt Nashville bite—confessions, truck jokes, and a mid-album slump that almost derails the point. Ne-Yo has made a career out of sounding polished... more »
YEARNALISM Album Review: Baby Rose’s Breakup Diary Wants a Pulpit
Baby Rose’s YEARNALISM album turns yearning into a job title—then dares you to clock in with her while she quits the same person five different ways. Some albums flirt with heartbreak.... more »
Ultra Lights Album Review: Pleasure’s All Yours Is a Loud Sunscreen Ad
Ultra Lights cut through summer brain-rot with Pleasure’s All Yours: rough indie rock hooks, sweet-and-sour lyrics, and just enough bite to stop doomscrolling. There’s a certain kind of... more »
Kelela’s new avatar Review: Heartbreak as a Survival Manual (Oops)
An opinionated new avatar listen where Kelela turns silence, lust, and grudges into something like scripture—comforting, sharp, and not always polite. Some records want to be your... more »
S.K.A.T.E. Album: Rylo Rodriguez Treats Silence Like a Loaded Weapon
Rylo Rodriguez’s S.K.A.T.E. album turns “don’t talk” into a whole worldview—funny, paranoid, grieving, and weirdly tender when it counts. Courtesy of Glass Window Entertainment/Motown... more »
ALBUM REVIEW: Nation To Chaos Turns Melodeath Into a Caffeinated Sprint
Sigyn’s Nation To Chaos is all adrenaline and classical frosting—fun, frantic, and slightly trapped by the scene’s high standards. Melodic death metal has been eating well lately, and... more »
Love & Heartbreak Review: MISSIO’s Club-Gloom Therapy (Too Catchy?)
Love & Heartbreak turns MISSIO’s dark-electronic habits into an emotional reckoning—industrial club pop that wants to hurt you and hook you at once. This is one of those albums... more »
Glory of the King’s Hand Review: Chuck Strangers’ “Replays,” Seriously?
Chuck Strangers’ album Glory of the King’s Hand explores grown-man memory with a focus on clarity, restraint, and lived experience, crafting songs designed for longevity rather than... more »
Fading Failing Ruin Review: Solace Makes Doom Feel Unreasonably Alive
Fading Failing Ruin hits like a 30-year grudge finally spoken out loud—Solace lean into stoner-doom heft, then sneak in hooks when you’re not looking. Some bands “return.” Solace don’t... more »
Skiddle Bandana Review: La Reezy Drives the Party Bus Into Your Feelings
Skiddle Bandana isn’t background rap—it’s a moving vehicle of family stories, grief, jokes, and politics, driven like New Orleans never stopped talking. This album doesn’t “start,” it... more »
Million Moons Album Review: Nature Soundscapes That Weirdly Punch Back
Million Moons’ You Be Good, I Love You offers a lush wilderness trip that combines breathtaking soundscapes with sharp riffs, creating a post-rock experience that reconnects listeners to... more »
Finesse the World 2 Review: RetcH Makes Hustle Math Sound Spiritual
RetcH’s Finesse the World 2 turns street accounting into confession—dry, blunt, and weirdly moving when it stops posturing and just tells the truth. Hackensack sits close enough to the... more »
Black Woman Romance Album That Won’t Let You Breathe: Oriiginelle Review
Oriiginelle turns “Black Woman” devotion into a bilingual love story with receipts—choirs, partner POV, and even her late father weighing in. This isn’t an album that flirts. It moves into... more »
Far From God Review: Moonspell Makes Nostalgia Sound Unreasonably Alive
Far From God is Moonspell tightening their goth-metal screws: stripped-back, polished, and weirdly raw. Here’s what the album is really doing. When a band survives long enough to rack... more »
Ken Carson xperiment review: rage isn’t dead, it’s just on cruise control
Ken Carson’s xperiment is a 22-track flex spiral where Opium rage keeps moving, but the point is the numbness—and that’s the gamble. Rage was supposed to be a phase, right? Five years... more »
Tabernackle Vol II Review: Estee Nack Raps Like the Door’s Locked
Estee Nack and Mike Shabb turn Tabernackle Vol II into a paranoid sermon—drug math, doctrine, and punchlines stacked until the air runs out. This album doesn’t introduce itself. It... more »
The Garden Album Review: sahn’s self-help gospel with mud on it
the garden turns Vallejo grit into “heal yourself” mantras—then admits the mantras don’t always work. It’s blunt, nervous, and oddly addictive. Vallejo has that particular kind of... more »
Witchsorrow Doom Returns: Bells, Booze, and No Progress Allowed
Witchsorrow doom comes back swinging: tolling bells, obscene riff weight, and a stubborn refusal to “evolve” for anyone. It’s devotion, not reinvention. There are “big life questions,” and... more »