There’s a lot of noise right now about TikTok possibly being banned in the U.S. Depending on who you ask, it’s either a national security...

We live in a world where you can make a hit song on your phone, auto-master it in five minutes, and stream it globally by dinner....

It’s 2025, and the festival circuit is thriving — at least on the surface. Tickets are selling out, headliners are massive, and every...

Back in 2020, rage beats hit like a jolt — distorted synths, trap drums, and unrelenting energy. It was music for chaos: fast,...

Listen closely to pop music in 2025 — or more accurately, scroll past it — and you’ll notice something missing: the second verse. It used...

For a long time, the formula was simple: Record. Upload. Hope for playlist placement. But something’s changing. The Playlist Promise Fell...

For decades, the hook was sacred. It was the part you remembered, the part you sang, the part that sold the song. Verse, chorus, verse,...

Every week, someone new is about to blow up. A sound, a scene, a 17-year-old with three TikToks and a decent hook — hyped, signed,...

We live in a time where every release is immediately judged. Every demo can leak. Every post is feedback. And every artist, no matter how...

Let’s be honest: A lot of what passes for “DIY” these days isn’t actually do-it-yourself. It’s do-it-with-help, or do-it-with-access, or...

Once upon a time, the album cover was the album. It lived on your wall, in your hands, in your memory. You could recognize it across a...

Remember when surprise drops were the gold standard? Beyoncé changed the game in 2013 with her self-titled overnight release. Everyone...

The dream used to be simple: quit your day job, get signed, and live off your music. If you had to do anything else to pay the bills, it...

It sounds impressive. And it is — until you ask: How many of those listeners are real fans? How much money is that actually worth? And...

Touring used to be the backbone of a music career. It was where artists made their money, grew their fanbases, and proved they had value.

Songs are shrinking. Two minutes is the new three. Some don’t crack 90 seconds.

Lo-fi music used to mean dusty drums, vinyl crackle, and mellow beats to study to. That was the brand — cozy, chill, predictable.

What used to take a full studio, a budget, and a team of engineers can now happen on a laptop with a few plugins.

Genres used to be the map. If you said you liked punk, or R&B, or house music, people understood what you meant.

Once upon a time, music rewarded patience.