Either the dudes in Viet Cong are some sort of weather shamans who saw this frigid Hell coming, or the release of their self-titled debut is eerily timed.
Death Grips' Fashion Week sounds like something that kids with neon dreadlocks who wear fishnet tank tops, goggles, and wear huge pant would listen to.
The songs on Justin Townes Earle’s latest album Absent Fathers are conversational and remind Daniel of sitting around with a friend talking about heartache.
Brandon reviews the latest EP Strange Waste from Child Bite and interviews their frontman Shawn Knight on Berserker Fest, cool bands and Lifetime Television
The Pinkprint is a laborious journey through Nicki Minaj’s inflated ass and ego. Another trash bag full of minutia to drop on mainstream pop and hip-hop.
On 2014 Forest Hills Drive, J. Cole is the romantic crooner, the street rapper, the backpacker, the college kid, concerned citizen, and the sentimental boy.