Tōth Finds the Clarity of His ‘Voice’ Through Constraint
Tōth’s And the Voice Said refines his knack for balancing introspection, pop warmth, and unresolved inner tension.
Tōth’s And the Voice Said refines his knack for balancing introspection, pop warmth, and unresolved inner tension.

On Worldwide, Nashville egg-punks Snooper hatch from chaotic oddity into a fully realized band, channeling frenzy into sharp, urgent songs.

Shitbaby Mammals’ Godspeed is packed with scrappy riffs, goofy lyrics, and unexpected moments of emotional resonance.

Viagra Boys’ self-titled album is a gleefully unhinged feat of epic silliness—just as musically brilliant as it is absurd, as willfully brutal as it is carefully constructed.

Listening to DJ Koze’s Music Can Hear Us is like stepping into a kooky sonic funhouse — playfully warped, pleasantly disorienting, and strangely familiar.

Black Country New Road’s new LP embraces ornate baroque pop, shifting from raw intensity to intricate melancholy. Brilliant yet overstuffed, it rewards patience.

Annie & the Caldwells’ Can’t Lose My (Soul) blends gospel fervor and deep grooves into a triumphant, soul-stirring album that reaches for transcendence.
The Wombats’ Oh! The Ocean struggles with authenticity, balancing earnestness and self-critique, yet hints at untapped artistic potential.
Death by Unga Bunga’s Raw Muscular Power is a wild, humorous blend of power-pop and garage rock, tackling existential crises with infectious energy.
Sun Ra: A Joyful Noise serves as an excellent way to try to begin to comprehend the enigma that was Sun Ra.