A model of casual listening. It bustles along quite happily, from section to section, from track to track, and then it's over and you don't regret having listened to it.
A portal into the world of remembrances that grief gives birth to... and the last word. Trust Bowie to turn dying into performance art.
Trellis’s soundtrack for Green Wing takes influence from jazz, latin, and classical music and melds them together exceedingly well.
Furious metal rackets trade blows with soft, elegant jazz fusion and string arrangements, and the whole exchange is gorgeous and horrible at the same time.
Thundercat doesn’t want to exhaust an idea, getting in and out of a song as soon as possible, but that doesn't keep the album from being exhausting.
However grotesque Terence Fletcher may be, he leaves the impression he does because we recognise him in ourselves and understand his value.
For years now the music of Trent Reznor has proved to be, yes, The Perfect Drug. Here lies my worst-to-best list of Nine Inch Nails studio albums.
Each player is a master of their craft, yet not one of them flaunts their talent. Kind of Blue plays out like a beautiful alien language.
This is most downright exciting NIN album in quite some time. This is a grubby, disheveled, and damaged album composed, produced, and arranged as such.
Cosmogramma is a stunning showcase of music made, or at the very least assisted by, computers. Time has only proved it to be a genuine modern masterpiece.