It's a reminder that rap can experiment with old tastes and patterns without being derivative.
For ten years, thousands of people thought they "knew" Katelin McMillian. Turns out the Dutch-Scottish model and international DJ star never existed.
Metalheads and rockers congregate here to worship Jesus Christ, who is reimagined on the church's pamphlets as riding a Harley.
Nearly three years after Shrines' release, the band have answered with a successor that will put eager minds at ease.
Stop hating America for a second and put this in your ears.
Why wouldn't I want to message a 23-year old girl in Leicester who also enjoyed a Metronomy concert in 2012? Surely people with similar music taste must share other attributes with me. Right?
Say what you will about nu metal—to kids trapped in nondescript suburbia, futuristic angsty metal with both screaming and rapping makes total sense.
Publishers for the Detroit rapper allege the party breached copyright by using a track that sounded like 'Lose Yourself' in a campaign advertisement.
The force behind Leviathan and Lurker of Chalice speaks.
When it's virtually impossible to access a venue, how are you supposed to get your music heard?
While it seems like every article on the death metal band has mentioned its Hollywood cameo in passing, we decided to go in-depth and dedicate an entire interview to the topic.
NYC's vibrant kiki balls are a stepping stone to mainstream vogue culture—and a vital support system for the city's marginalized LGBT youth.
Atlanta cops have divided the city into six zones. Not only does this provide an easy way to tell people where you're from, calling your hood "Zone X" makes Atlanta sound like a dystopia in the not-so-distant future.
In episode 5, host Thomas Morton rides along with a police officer through East Atlanta's Zone 6 and we learn about the complicated sprawling neighborhoods of the city and what the cops think of Gucci.
The former Swedish House Mafia members ride motorcycles through an elongated traffic jam in the desert.
Grab your headphones and imagine you're fighting against an EU police state in the not-so-distant future.
Because the internet exists, there is a tool called Twitter Audit that lets you see (roughly) what percentage of a person's followers are real, and what percentage of a person's followers are fake.
Tobias Jesso Jr is made of gorgeous falsetto, Of Montreal's new record is made of tired ideas, and Madonna keeps on truckin'.
Annie Clark's music can tell you a story and convince you you're the main character.
Sam Smith, the night's biggest winner, originally arrived on the scene with a club track. Yet during the broadcast, there wasn't a DJ in sight.
The video for the song involves a kid getting ruthlessly capped outside of a cornerstore. If he had known it was his last snack run, would he have gotten the same munchies? Maybe he would have opted for those special-edition Sriracha Lays instead.
Last night's 57th edition of "Music's Biggest Night" was proof once again that the Grammys will always try to be everything to everyone.
Scotland's most successful soccer club has a long history of supporting Palestine. The roots of that solidarity go back to the nation's defining struggle.
"Plans" is a nice and honest pop song—it'll thaw your frigid winter bones a bit.