Is Tweedy mellowing, selling out, becoming pussy-whipped, or (egads!) Crammed chockfull of crowd-pleasing EDM pyrotechnics and cheeky one-liners, The Album is undeniably a product of a well-oiled, state-of-the-art pop machine, but it feels stuck looking back to tried and true trends in both K-pop and Western pop music. I'm not sure what it is, but this is my favorite Wilco album. The music explains itself to the attentive listener, but I must address the critics of the lyrics. It was very well organized and they kept to the schedule well. Freeman’s contributions, especially a delightful rejoinder on the midpoint interlude “Snitches & Rats,” are performed with a mock gravitas that 21 Savage and Metro Boomin frame with equal parts levity and seriousness. And in recent years, ever since West’s bipolar diagnosis became public knowledge, every volatile career move that he makes is necessarily met with an earnest concern for the man’s mental health. In Mariah Carey’s new memoir, The Meaning of Mariah Carey, the singer reveals that she secretly recorded an “alternative” album in 1995 under the moniker Chick. Nectar largely feels removed from its inspiration in reality, so that it’s tantamount to the relatable but rote sadness of a Tweetdecked epigram, the equivalent of a half-hearted “it be like that sometimes.”, Label: 88rising Release Date: September 25, 2020 Buy: Amazon. While The Ascension, as a whole, falls short of Stevens’s best work, there’s still plenty to like here. Could you describe Aja any better than that? The site may not work properly if you don't, If you do not update your browser, we suggest you visit, Press J to jump to the feed. As usual, I could care less, preferring to deal with what's in front of me that I can see rather than what's behind it that I can't. “Sometimes I think really bad things,” he confesses on the stark, harrowing opener “I Thought About Killing You,” his voice dipping into an artificial chopped-and-screwed baritone. Oh well. This isn’t a particularly orchestral album, but the way that judicially placed drums and softly struck keys ring against Berninger’s deep vocals makes it sound like the songs are reverberating throughout a theater full of rapt listeners. An achingly beautiful album from start to finish, without a single weak track. Complete your Wilco collection. Despite the demo-quality sound of almost all of the tracks on the album, Shamir is surprisingly skilled at fleshing out narratives that richly describe the perspectives of various narrators. While not the experiment that A Ghost Is Born was, it works in their favor that way. A trio of tracks from the Music Box era—two of which, the slick “Do You Think of Me” and the dramatic “Everything Fades Away,” were previously released as B-sides—embrace R&B and new jack swing more overtly than anything on the album itself, but removed from the fog of nostalgia, it becomes clear just how steered toward the middle of the road Mariah’s early-‘90s output was. The lyrics are straight from the heart and the musical arrangements are incredible! The album is tantamount to the relatable but rote sadness of a Twitterdecked epigram. Blackpink’s greatest talent, for better or worse, is making toxic love sound glamorous. But not so minimalistic that it doesn't feel like Wilco. In the final seconds the bottom drops out and Tweedy is left alone with the piano, and the solace we thought we held in our hands is called into question.