With Art Dealer Chic 4, Miguel does more unpacking his need for something real via a deceptively abrasive EP.

When I eventually sat down to really evaluate Silk Sonic's debut album, I wasn't surprised, but I definitely wasn't as cynical.

Penomeco's Dry Flower is not a hip-hop album. And with as beautiful as it actually is, that's totally fine!

While not always believable. Cynthia Erivo's debut album Ch. 1 vs. 1 has moments of sheer and utter beauty.

Samuel Seo is a fearless artist. With his newfound independence, he's taking his music to new heights.

Mongolian throat-singing metal band The HU are unlike anything you've ever seen.

Jimmy Brown and Jword offer their Chérie EP, going behind the lovemaking to the roller coaster of love.

Welcome 2 America is a Prince album that Prince himself didn't see fit to release. And there are reasons for that.

Natalie Imbruglia returns with Firebird to deliver a truly human experience to those trying to navigate their vulnerability.

Red Velvet's Queendom doesn't so much stamp them as the "queens" of the genre as it solidifies them as a very capable, mature pop group.

Mild High Club gifts listeners with an aural experience that's both warm and transcendental.

Leellamarz offers a surprisingly tender rap album that while more singing than rapping is still earnest in delivery.

I had high hopes for kaogaii's BACK HAN SOL. And in the beginning, those hopes were realized.

LOONA's [&} is another in a long list of K-pop that sounds the same and adds very little to the conversation.

LUNARSOLAR's latest, Rise, doesn't do much to differentiate it from any other girl group release of the past five years.

Taking music I identify it and using it as a gimmick to house less than interesting delivery makes LOCALS ONLY unappealing to me.

JAY B's SOMO: FUME, while decent, doesn't do much to really give the GOT7 alum a genuine identity.

Billie Eilish's latest album, "Happier Than Ever" is decent but ultimately uninteresting.

Jimmy Brown gives us more grown folks music for those really trying to act grown with bedroom playlist.

Healy's Tungsten is a decent album for what it is, but riding the back of what came before it renders it mediocre.