Birth of Violence's stripped back presentation, despite its bewitchingly dark vibe, mostly exacerbates the relatively weak songwriting.
House of Sugar is sprinkled with some brilliant and beautiful ideas, but is on the whole marred by an unsatisfying flow, dodgy songwriting, and faint lead vocals.
David Berman's wryly depressive (or depressively wry) songwriting seems to have only gotten sharper during his decade away from music.
Caligula is an even more incredible journey to hell than its predecessor.
Peppa Pig's long-awaited debut album is finally here.
The Origin of My Depression is one of the most harrowing offerings in experimental music this year. Profoundly disturbing and not for the faint of heart.
Comedian and actor Eric André's very own musical side-project serves up a wild, sample-based ride into the demented side of plunderphonics on Cease & Desist. Not only that, but this record also serves as a giant middle finger to the limitations modern copyright law places on artistic expression within the auditory realm. Equal parts absurd and revolutionary: This is Blarf.
Shepherd in a Sheepskin Vest is a wonderfully charming singer-songwriter project held back by a somewhat bloated tracklist.