With Slime Season, Young Thug went back to the confidence that got him to where he currently is, but with this confidence comes a much improved skillset.

Beach Slang's over-the-top, music-as-cure-all formula is delivered with such heartfelt sincerity that even the most stubborn folks must feel the need to jump around.

At just under 30 minutes long, the record is as brief as it is uncompromising.

Albums like this are refreshing for that exact reason; you actually have to have enough patience to allow the beauty and grace of her work to reveal itself, but in the end your patience is more than rewarded.

No Home Record is impossible to listen to without making reference to her former band, yet it stands alone as the finest work of a magnificent, imposing talent.

When The Cellar Children See the Light of Day is an excellent record, and one which reinforces the role artists like Mirel Wagner and her like can still have in a modern music setting.

The extra-textual background isn’t as impressive as her music is enjoyable.

Whatever the expectation might have been ahead of the album, Wet Will Always Dry is, all in all, an extremely Blawan album; wall to wall club bangers with no fuss and no fanfare.

The most exciting thing about the soundtrack for Good Time is just how kinetic it is.

This isn’t an album of ‘Crazy In Love’ or ‘Drunk In Love’ successors. It’s an album of love, and all the forms it can take in and outside of you.

The album is riddled with heart-rending affirmations of self-worth.

Sonically, Assume Form might be his most approachable album to date, but its emotions are anything but simple.

A true musical blessing, extraordinary stuff.

A Place I'll Always Go makes you forget about the good, the bad, and the ugly, and proves the fact that Palehound are one of the most relevant indie rock bands to date.

By making complex sounds and riffs seem simple and natural, it evokes a "you got this" feeling within that reassures you everything's going to be alright.

i,i is an album meant to please their least demanding customers; a session of pure, light nostalgia, and given the band’s rabid following, it’s still certain to succeed, even to receive knee jerk, overeager accolades. That’s all well and good, but it’s hard not to recall just how much more these guys are capable of.

Four years after dropping his breakout mixtape, the follow-up is an exultant street album.

Put simply, Animated Violence Mild is an excellent album which is imbued with righteous vitriol. This isn’t just the best Blanck Mass album to date, it’s also the best record that Power has been involved in, which really is saying something.

Ostro is a very good album, and it's one that sticks with you the more you let it.

What it sometimes lacks in immediacy and depth it makes up for in a number of moments of genuine transcendent beauty. Not the definite article then, but increasingly the real deal.

Georgia is not only an x-ray of Barnes' emotional core but also a snapshot of the divergent ways in which music in London (not exclusively, but more commonly) is embracing lots of genres and sounds and throwing them together with complete abandon.

It might not be the ideal starting place for those unfamiliar with The Field (should you be wondering, going in order is your safest bet), but it’s a worthy continuation of one of the most reliable discographies in our time.

HÆLOS may still look toward the past, but their sound continues to push towards the future, heaving up their influences and dragging them all the way into whatever bleak tomorrow the band sees ahead. Any Random Kindness is an album of a generation lost, looking for humanity, gripping to whatever feeling they’ve managed to retain.

This dedicated honesty that she exorcises in her songs cuts both ways; as undying devotion to friends, yet callous dismissiveness towards herself. This leads to a disconcerting but utterly magnetic outing on third full length Black Friday.

Keepsake feels a bit more akin to a tentative step forward than a leap into the stratosphere, but for a debut it's stuffed with endless charm and promise.

Although she has not perfected her sound, and her vision maybe a bit more blurred than she believes it to be, there is no denying that Tinashe has the factor and appeal to go extremely far and Aquarius is an exciting first glimpse of this journey.

Hot Dreams isn't perfect, then, but it is different--and genuine experimentation always demands attention.

Club Meds is deliberately dense and cluttered and at times confusing. The fact that it manages to be beautiful and intriguing at the same time is quite a feat.