Of the myriad of high-profile projects Lin-Manuel Miranda’s spearheaded in the wake of Hamilton’s otherworldly success — including, most recently, a truly cringeworthy American Express commercial — one of the most consistent and prolific, yet unheralded, remains his Hamildrop series.
Three more songs to add to The List before we ring in September:
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Just when I thought I was out, Steve Angello pulls me back in.
August brings an eclectic grab-bag of new additions to 2018’s SHOOT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY FUCKING VEINS List:
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Like the best musical theatre composers, Jason Robert Brown externalizes the minutest — though no less significant — inner emotions, bringing them to the fore through soaring songs whose elevated registers match the extremity of the dissected feelings.
Is it safe to comment on the totality of Kanye’s summer yet?
I’ve wrestled with whether or not to include on this here Veins List every song Kanye released this summer across his five collab-albums.
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Six albums to cover this week, some new and some old:
Meek’s out the slammer, and back with four songs, one different from the next, but all boasting his inimitable sound.
Write All Nite 