The longtime Arthur Russell collaborator finally gets a solo exhibition: a gorgeously realized and fundamentally incomplete work of sensual art-folk, leftfield disco, and experimental synth-pop. It’s at once an archival triumph and one of the year’s most thrilling new releases.

Despite its title, the latest from the Opium protégé offers more of the same. He sounds bored of his rage-rap formula and unsure where to go next.

Gratitude and hope triumph on the songwriter’s new album, which filigrees gentle, sunny folk-pop with clarinet and strings.

The Atlanta band plays a throwback style of post-Strokes indie rock with measured looseness and a snotty attitude.