Notable recordings from the world of pop music.
This NoVa indie rock quintet named its lovely new album “Gush,” but each strum of the guitar feels like a trickle melted from a cube of frozen cyanide. There’s subliminal menace in Cigarette’s slack balladry, and it surfaces most explicitly during “Waste You,” with vocalist Richard Howard turning a grim threat into a gripping refrain. A little schmaltz, a little malice, a bit of finesse, a lot of reverb and, somewhere, David Lynch smiles.
Rappers don’t apologize all that often, so make sure you aren’t blinking when Yelawolf confesses to high crimes of pop pandering: “I was only tryna’ people please/So people, please, know my name.”
Those words come flying at 90 mph on the new mix tape “Trunk Muzik Returns,” the Alabama rapper’s first attempt to win back the hearts and minds he lost with “Radioactive,” his weak-tea major label flop from 2011. Now, he’s back to peppering woozy, creamy beats with high-velocity syllables, a surly attitude and a shrewdly placed mea culpa.
With nearly six years between her debut album and her new disc, “She,” Alice Smith doesn’t sound jittery about the big comeback. The Washington native strolls confidently across plenty of stylistic terrain – AM radio pop, torchy R&B, quiet-stormish slow
jams – and her music never dissolves into retro goop. At some points, you can even hear flecks of go-go, evidence of her D.C. DNA.