Oyinda's "Flatline" is an agonized indie-R&B pulse-racer that drops a miniature apocalypse between two lovers' bodies.
"Move Me" is a melodically ambitious roots-folk stomper that injects a singer-songwriter moodiness into the straightforward vigor of '60s rock 'n' roll.
Levi Parham's freewheeling "These American Blues" and its false promises could stand as a rootsy election year anthem.
Mish Barber-Way has a terrific voice, the guitar recalls classic Pixies, and everything seems to click.
"Can't Stop the Feeling" is a nonsensical but serotonin-pumping pop confection that cares more about uprooting your feet than animating your intellect.
Hanni El Khatib comes off as Donald Trump's worst nightmare: he was born brown, he's proud of it, and he's not going anywhere.
"Man" showcases Skepta's nimble, fist-clenched flow and idiosyncratic approach to English grime.
Cellist Gaspar Claus and guitarist Pedro Soler team up for their second album of stunningly gorgeous flamenco music.
"In Common" adds up to an exciting, intriguing comeback single for Alicia Keys.
No matter how many hipster cliches and gentrification stories come out of Brooklyn on a weekly basis, "Juicy" is still the national anthem here.