10 songs you need in your life this week
A guide to the tracks we love right now. In no particular order.
Cardi B, "Be Careful"
Cardi B introduces us to "Heartbreak Bardi" in her new is-it-summer-yet jam, which finds the rapper sharing vulnerability and flashing a cold-edge ruthlessness.
Kaytranada, "Do We Have A Problem?"
Kaytranada's newest is the groove-filled "Do We Have A Problem" demo, a smooth little ditty full of twinkling bells, harmonica, and an intoxicating, jazzy undercurrent.
Nicole Dollanganger, "Tammy Faye"
Nicole Dollanganger's "Tammy Faye" is dark and alluring, a spine-tingling triumph of buttery soft vocals, sparse guitar, and tragically unhinged lyrics: "But I’m just a crazy bitch / Crying in the kitchen to Tammy Wynette."
The Weeknd, "Wasted Times"
Backstory aside, The Weeknd's "Wasted Times" is a really good song! His inimitable voice swirls dizzyingly above a slinky beat, like a wisp of smoke in a crowded room.
Ashley McBryde, "The Jacket"
The warmth with which Ashley McBryde sings about a treasured jean jacket — one that was tragically stolen from her — is enough to make you miss it, too.
Snoop Dogg ft. Uncle Chucc & The Zion Messengers, "Going Home"
There are many beautiful tracks on Snoop Dogg's gospel offering Bible of Love. We chose "Going Home" because, amazingly, with Uncle Chucc & The Zion Messengers's help, he makes death sound like a homecoming worthy of anticipation.
Lizzo has only further cemented herself as our body-positive queen with her latest, "Fitness." The video is sweaty, sass-filled slayage that you must watch.
Shawn Mendes, "Lost In Japan"
Shawn Mendes is really sweet, shy, and smitten on "Lost In Japan." It's the kind of romantic pop song that I spent my tween years wishing someone would sing to me.
Ryan Pollie, "Blackout"
Ryan Pollie's newest, "Blackout," is a low-key rock track that captures the messy (and utterly relatable) experience of going out, forgetting what happened, and having to carefully retrace your steps.
Empath, "The Eye"
Hearing Empath's eccentric-sounding "The Eye" for the first time is like pressing your ear to the wall of a neighboring house party, desperate to get in on the fun, and then deciding that jumping around crazily alone works, too.