I can’t escape the conclusion that pop music is getting better.

For as long as people have been making music, they have found a function for it.

It’s been centuries since Western music emerged from religious chant, and in that time an incredible array of instruments has evolved, from the bizarre and short-lived to the moving and canonical.

Bedroom producer and as-lo-fi-as-possible musician Ariel Pink occupies a place completely of his own, and that makes sense, considering the relative isolation that has created his musical career.

Last Thursday, I saw a show with Caribou and Fuck Buttons.

Alex Ross is the classical music critic of The New Yorker.

With the nervous analyses and speculation gripping music technology of late, almost any new developments in marketing or software give rise to far-flung prophecies of change.

When Ed Pearl first got going in the late ’50s, there weren’t really any music clubs in Los Angeles.

The idea of art-rap has always been a precarious one.

There’s something loaded about the concept of a commercial.