music commentary

The thought of taking on this record made our writer flinch and blush and feel uncomfortable — but it also made him excited.

Our middle-aged writer takes on the massive boy band's latest—but turns down the iPod lest any music leak out and people think he's creepy and mental.

The Christmas single by the Flaming Lips and Yoko Ono is a reminder that music is one of the only environments in which futility cannot exist.

For our writer, Minogue’s new Christmas album evokes the ghosts of Kylie Past, Present and Future.

Christmas in Tahoe is a new classic album. December it today!

The rise of the MP3 means that some wonderful things about making and listening to music are gone forever. A smart new book tells how we got there.

Danzig’s new album is totally great to listen to while porking, partying, sharpening your knife collection, or doing anything, really.

Leftöver Crack’s long-awaited new record is protest music in its most extreme incarnation.

Chris Isaak’s lyrics escorted themselves into our writer’s dead-bolted heart and transported her back to an old love affair.

The Pope's album has a bizarre sonic and rhythmic frame, yet it manages to impart its intended meaning to our virtually monolingual Millennial writer.

Deerhoof's brilliant live album turned our writer into a shit-grinning, foul-mouthed hard-rock fan before the first chorus of the record even started.

The drug kingpin trope is as embedded in the rap canon as cocaine residue in the ridges of an addict’s key, but Gibbs delivers a nuanced perspective.