The decaf dance-pop on Harry Styles’ fourth album is just unremarkable. Even songs about the emptiness of pop stardom succumb to tasteful restraint.
In between all his audiovisual extracurriculars, the L.A. producer found time to make a 13-minute EP of frenzied Game Boy funk that still manages to overstay its welcome.
Whispered drama and propulsive synth-pop provide cover for modern anxieties on the songwriter’s new album, co-produced with Jay Som’s Melina Duterte.
The Toronto indie-pop band cleans up (but not too much) for its first studio-quality album.