The Swedish Academy hasn’t redefined “literature.” It’s simply praised the written byproduct of a musical career.
Death Cab for Cutie and Aimee Mann have promisingly kicked off 30 days of anti-Trump songs.
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The singer’s anti-body-shaming crusade has gone to impolite places.
Atrocity Exhibition is part of a wave of rap albums powerfully confessing to emotional struggle—while trying not to glorify it.
The influential indie singer’s experimental third album is at its best when it lets humanity shine through the noise.
The 23 minutes of Please Forgive Me sum up a few 2016 pop trends.
The “Perfect Illusion" video is a chaotic but minimalist crowd-surfing fantasy, and not much else.
Its partnership with Tinder is another unflashy way the most popular streaming service is competing against Apple’s and Tidal’s exclusives.
His debut Mykki injects some yearning into a party-starting formula.
The rapper won’t be pinned down over questions of retirement or racism but still wants the public to see his vulnerability.
“Daydreaming” gets reimagined again and again.
Her headrush of a comeback single makes a bid to revive rock—but not irony.
Her unusually lackadaisical and supposedly final album A.I.M. makes some peace with an unjust world.
"The Greatest” doesn’t feel like charity, it feels like art.
Donald Glover’s new FX show captures the surrealism and the daily grind of a city in the midst of cultural renaissance.