Vince Staples crafts the best double-disc since Dipset.
With flickers from the perma-lit flame of Screw’s legacy, Maxo Kream illuminates almost every corner of Houston’s dark, violent Southwest in 2015.
Will Hagle shines a light on the veteran freshman of Chicago, Vic Spencer, whose newest album sounds nothing like Ye or Chance.
B. Michael Payne examines Rae Sremmurd's debut album "SremmLife", cause it's the only life they know.
Torii MacAdams is like Ol’ Blue Eyes, he does it his way Blue-eyed soul is, unfortunately, alive and well. It’s hard to Yah-Mo-Believe audiences who don’t drive pickup trucks are still clamoring for crooning Caucasians. Robin Thicke remains in the public eye despite both making shitty music and being a simpering misogynist idiot. The Internet’s […]
Azealia Banks' attempt to get rich or get dropped trying.
An in-depth review of the Def Jam debut from Long Beach rapper Vince Staples.