Fall Out Boy achieve an admirable return to form with the cinematic So Much (for) Stardust.

Labrinth's third studio album features appearances from Zendaya, Billie Eilish, and FINNEAS, and further expands the Brit's freewheeling sonic palette.

Between the generic songwriting and confusing sequencing, Chlöe’s debut album is a bit of a mess. Nonetheless, her promise is undeniable.

Paramore delivers yet another fantastic record, this time with musings on the constant trauma of modern living and grittier update to their previous new wave flirtations.

SZA does the impossible and delivers another remarkable album with ‘SOS.’

Saweetie’s latest is pretty bad.

Reneé Rapp introduces herself to the world with Everything to Everyone.

Drake and 21 Savage’s collaborative album is just short of a misfire.

With her debut EP, GloRilla proves that she’s more than a flash in the pan.

Coco Jones comes into her own on ‘What I Didn’t Tell You’

Taylor eschews the novel-esque songwriting bent of her last two albums in favor of something more akin to a short story collection.

Tove Lo’s ‘Dirt Femme’ deserves to properly penetrate and dominate pop’s mainstream.

Meticulous arrangements and gorgeous pacing offset some of Alex Turner’s most aggravatingly indecipherable songwriting

Dull and stagnant production flattens the potential of Rina’s transcendent songwriting on her sophomore studio album.

Willow’s most focused and cohesive body of work to date.

‘Charlie’ is neither a blemish on Charlie Puth’s discography, nor is it a crown jewel. It’s just there.

An unsavory combination of stale production and vapid lyrics render Born Pink completely devoid of the personality that carried previous BLACKPINK projects.

Ari Lennox’s ‘age/sex/location’ marks new levels of maturity and intimacy for the Queen of Dreamville.

‘Traumazine,’ Megan Thee Stallion’s second studio album, attempts to blend therapy-rap with middling attempts at pop crossover anthems.

‘Holy Fvck,’ Demi Lovato’s latest album, is the singer’s most daring offering yet.