At barely 21, Sky Ferreira’s had a musical career burdened—and bolstered—by so many warring external forces that the sheer existence of her debut album is a minor miracle. It’s both a relief and a bit of a shock that Night Time, My Time is not only here, but that it’s one of the most pleasing pieces of pop-rock to come along this year.
The album’s title comes from a lyric in “White Fire.” It represents a gesture in freedom, akin to Jimi Hendrix commanding us all to let our freak flags fry. One could be persuaded to heed her advice by her alluring delivery. But Olsen goes one step further and practices what she preaches on Burn Your Fire For No Witness. She’s in the thick of it, just like the rest of us.
"‘Luna’ isn’t for the faint-hearted, fashion-conscious or dull-witted. Kooks fans seeking a challenge should keep exploring the outer reaches of The Fratellis’ oeuvre. But for people after a patchouli-scented patchwork of thought-provoking musicality, The Aliens have landed"
On his second collection of melancholic 80s-inspired pop odes, the 27-year-old singer/songwriter/producer Devonté Hynes, aka Blood Orange, channels vagabond emotions into something universal and inviting. His Cupid Deluxe is an album that tenderly details heartbreak through the language of longing.
The UK producer's second album combines the open-field psychedelia of Cluster and Popul Vuh with a healthy amount of Boards of Canada's dusty gaze, oscillating between buzzy pastoral beauty and harsh rhythmic duress.