Like the thugs in The Wire, the latest crop of rappers turns to hard drugs to fuel their gruesome, operatic narratives.

Seventies dinosaurs are coming back in droves and winning over even the purists. All except Barry Manilow. That is just plain wrong.

Slippery songstress Joanna Newsom talks about the bizarre parallel universe of her new album, Ys.

Arthur puts his faith in the healing power of art. Plus, the dude can sing.

Justin Timberlake and OutKast both drape themselves in Prince’s purple robes—but only one finds a true fit.

The genre-busting cult musician Theo Bleckmann tries his hand at the great American songbook.

New DVDs about the Minutemen and Luna show indie rock in all its ragged, poverty-stricken glory.

Meet Regina Spektor, the Strokes’ favorite Russian Jewish singer from the Bronx.

St. Elsewhere, Gnarls Barkley's debut, is an unclassifiable mix of psychedelic rock, hip-hop, and electronic music, all topped by Cee-Lo’s classic soul vocals.

And other brilliantly strange concoctions from the elusive pop genius Scott Walker.