Jóga: the perfect synthesis between land scaling strings, tectonic shifting electronics, magnetic lyricism, and a rawly tender vocal. Björk made Iceland a new national anthem rooted out of the language of deep friendship

I’m so here for men on birth control. In the words of Lizzo, “It’s about damn time”

Imaginal Disk thrives in its playfulness. With synth pop that toes the line between ethereal and gothic, Magdalena Bay resurrects a sense of pop defiance—a genre monstrosity. In many ways, it’s a successor of Britney Spears Blackout—playing with pop’s rules to break them

This has been a long time coming, Your Excellence 👑

I believe industry politics definitely has a role in why Tinashe’s commercial success isn’t seeing the critical recognition it deserves. Selena’s visibility draws more eyes than Tinashe’s success; it’s hard to watch

Armoured in a leopard print power suit, Rochelle Jordan tears through her rap verse on “Ladida” with precision. The softness in her delivery and Donna Summer hair shape into tools of both her liberation & self definition

Uber is to me what backup dancers are to Mariah. I wonder if her dancers accept PayPal

On behalf of the bottoms, I wanna say Donald doesn’t represent us. He also is prohibited from using our label and image to rebrand himself. He can be recognized as Donald Trump, Melania’s husband, & Bill’s nightcap—nothing else. Thank you 🥰

Every time someone tells me the body keeps score, I ask them am I winning? I’d like a full athletic scholarship please

Kelela Tinashe Rochelle Jordan FKA Twigs Björk

I like this idea. It’s challenging what pop is structurally. There’s a long history of keeping Black artists out of the pop conversation. A lot of them depend on who is institutionally backed regardless of what they’re creating. That’s where the challenge lives

You’re right: her storytelling was at its most potent. She was no longer vaguely singing about love, she was precisely singing about her experience of love. Gone was the teenager singing about what she hadn’t experienced. Here was a woman singing like her emotions had stakes

‘Afterglow’ is a rave cinema. FKA Twigs directs & co-stars alongside the album’s amorphous production. She re-presents herself as a soft blue alien ghost outlining the architecture of East London’s rave scene. She’s seen in glimpses of strobe lights & fading memory—Burial-like

Politics is not left vs. right, it’s top vers btm 😩

Bronze Avery turns ‘Hot & Sexy’ into a hot air balloon affair. With vocals that float above the stuttering bass, Bronze makes a case for why his verse should be on the official remix. Both Zara & Bronze know how to alchemize a feminist anthem into pure helium

Its so interesting how Afterglow and Eusexua have had opposite public reception. Eusexua being really successful with critics and her most commercial album. Afterglow is really popular within her core fanbase and with online music fans

‘All I Have’ straddled the line between neosoul’s warmth & contemporary R&B’s polish much like Mary J. Blige did in the late 90s. Harrison’s samples lushly surround Amerie’s harmonic stacks, sounding orchestral while her strain signifies a blooming sense of longing