Y/N is a guide to the week’s music releases based on our highly scientific, non-subjective Yes/No rating system.

Would Justin Timberlake survive in the woods alone with nothing but his wits, good looks and animal instinct? I don’t know. His new album is titled Man of the Woods, but maybe he’s more of a “Man of the Woods” in the metaphorical sense—not “in” the woods physically, as this trailer suggests, but in the woods of the…

Rihanna is the most important millennial of our time. The Rihanna Rihport is where we chronicle the magnitude of her lived existence.

Just when you thought music festivals were horrifying enough on their own, Girls Trip writer Tracy Oliver is helping to write the forthcoming horror movie, Survive the Night, a movie adaptation of the YA book of the same name which takes place at a music festival.

Beyoncé’s twin-pregnancy announcement yesterday seemed to make the Hive (aka practically everyone) feel like Carol Anne in Poltergeist after she was kidnapped by malevolent spirits; we were trapped inside a moonless wormhole (Trump) until we heard our mom (Bey) plead if but for a second, “Carol Anne! Run into the…

After a video of her calling homosexuals “perverted” during a church sermon emerged late last week, gospel singer Kim Burrell’s scheduled appearance on Thursday’s episode of Ellen has officially been canceled.

Perhaps you’ll recall that Cara Delevingne, a rare true supermodel in a declining landscape of “supermodels,” technically quit modeling last year so she could focus on starring in excellent films such as Suicide Squad, Paper Towns, and Pan. Her “retirement” led to a slew of devastated-sounding eulogies for her career…

In today’s Tweet Beat, Pharrell is doing well, Patton Oswalt wrote a song and those new chip reader are terrible.

A man, a look: Pharrell attended Wednesday night’s Country Music Awards dressed in full hunting camo and white Tims, the former personally customized with his signature paintjob.

Gwen Stefani’s real estate in the pop cultural consciousness is, at present, largely occupied by her role as The Voice’s sole woman judge and girl-power megaphone.

On Sunday, August 23, Tyler, the Creator, was riding through France on the nicest tour bus he’d ever rented—a giant TV screen, a circle couch, extra beds—and heading towards the end of what was meant to be a month-long tour of Europe, reveling in the amenities his hard work had afforded him. The 24-year-old Los…

Pharrell sang his hook 15 years ago on the chorus of Jay Z’s “I Just Wanna Love You”: I’m a hustler, baby, I just want you to know, it ain’t where I’ve been, but where I’m about to go.

A bright spot on an otherwise bleak album, Kendrick Lamar’s “Alright” instantly feels necessary. Besides being the most celebratory jam on To Pimp a Butterfly, it’s a modern-day liberation anthem. It’s that first salvational gasp after nearly drowning. Yet, for such a happy song, “Alright” is innately sad. By design,…

Weekly-ish, a pre-approved, snap-judged music guide based on our very scientific, non-subjective Yes/No rating system. There’s really no debating this, come on stop.

Professional beggar/singer Robin Thicke has barely spoken to the press since his breakup with Paula Patton and his subsequent Paula album tribute and his subsequent apology tour. In retrospect, he realizes some of his actions during that time maayyyyy have been kind of pathetic.

Pharrell has previewed his new track, “Freedom,” and while it seems the message will be timely, the production sounds more than a little familiar—namely, it’s very close to “Hot Music,” the classic 1990 house track by Soho, aka New York dancefloor legend Pal Joey.

Now that Tidal has, so far, proven to be simply a Nice Idea, Apple is stepping up its iTunes Radio game and attempting to recruit the likes of Drake, Pharrell and David Guetta as guest DJs for its Beats by Dre streaming service.

Since the beginning of recorded history, humans have been memorializing the hottest and most famous among them in wax. The figures created by Madame Tussaud and her army of artists and are so lifelike that you might find it impossible to tell them apart from the real thing. Don’t believe me? Check out the sliding…

With “vi$ions,” Florida vocalist Cherele joins the hallowed canon of women telling their lovers to “eat it” on wax, a deeply noble endeavor. The video, which includes a moment where she Omars-out and robs some drug dealers before screaming into her phone with a red cup (the latter part: I can relate), debuted today…