10 Noteworthy Albums Released in March

We’re not here to assign points, stars, rankings, or god forbid — “vibes.” This is not that kind of list. What you’re looking at is a dispatch from the edge of March: a weird, gray month where spring starts to flirt but never calls back, and the release schedule blooms with just enough unpredictability to keep you from sinking entirely into despair.

Below are 10 albums we believe deserve your attention — not because they’re perfect, but because they’re interesting. They take risks, pick fights with convention, or simply arrive at the right time to soundtrack whatever post-dystopian ennui you're currently soaking in.

As always, you’ll find playlists on Apple Music and Spotify, featuring a taste from each of these albums.

Throwing Muses – Moonlight Concessions

Kristin Hersh doesn’t write songs so much as conjure them. Moonlight Concessions sounds like waking up in someone else’s dream with the soundtrack already running. It’s thorny, theatrical, and full of sideways structures that collapse and rebuild mid-measure. Over four decades in, Throwing Muses remain that rare band whose weirdness never calcified into schtick.
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Spiritbox – Tsunami Sea

If metalcore is a haunted house, Tsunami Sea is the moment the basement floods. Spiritbox continues their elegant descent into sonic oblivion with a record that fuses machine rhythms, emotional excavation, and Courtney LaPlante’s genre-defying vocals into something both brutal and eerily beautiful.
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HotWax – Hot Shock

Debut records usually play it safe. Hot Shock does not. This is three teenagers from Hastings plugging directly into the anxiety grid and setting it on fire. Think Sleater-Kinney meets The Kills in a garage with no insulation. Urgent, unstable, and possibly a little unhinged — in the best way.
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Japanese Breakfast – For Melancholy Brunettes (& Sad Women)

Michelle Zauner finally makes the record that sounds like its title. This one floats in on harp loops and champagne melancholy, then cracks open like a fortune cookie filled with tears. For Melancholy Brunettes (& Sad Women) might be her most emotionally nuanced work yet — and yes, it still slaps.
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Jennie – Ruby

If Solo was the setup, Ruby is the cut. Jennie’s first full-length sidesteps expectations with icy restraint, weaving smoky R&B and post-pop introspection through clean, sharp production. There are no wasted moments here — just space, mood, and a kind of glittering precision that feels quietly radical.
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Courting – Lust for Life, Or: ‘How to Thread the Needle and Come Out the Other Side to Tell the Story’

Yes, that’s the actual title. And yes, the album is just as chaotic, maximalist, and oddly endearing as the name suggests. Courting continues to bend British indie into glitchy, self-aware knots — like LCD Soundsystem on cough syrup and TikTok edits. There’s no map, but the ride is worth it.
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Lonnie Holley – Tonky

This isn’t just music. It’s excavation. It’s weathered ghosts, southern dirt, ancestral tape hiss. At 74, Lonnie Holley is still bending time and trash into something sacred. Tonky feels like a transmission from a parallel blues universe — one where memory is the instrument, and everything else is noise.
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clipping. – Dead Channel Sky

Imagine if Public Enemy scored a cyberpunk horror flick. Dead Channel Sky is what you’d get: searing noise, polyrhythmic dread, and Daveed Diggs slicing through the static like a razor-tongued narrator from the apocalypse. It’s abrasive, brilliant, and deeply alive.
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My Morning Jacket – Is

Is finds Jim James & co. getting deeply cosmic without drifting too far from their roots. Psychedelic folk, lush harmonies, and quietly devastating lyrics swirl into a record that feels like a sunrise after a long storm. It doesn’t reinvent the wheel, but it spins it with intention.
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Men I Trust – Equus Asinus

The softest band on earth returns with another set of quiet devastations. Equus Asinus sounds like falling asleep on a train during golden hour. It’s patient, precise, and effortlessly cool in a way that feels completely unbothered by whether or not you’re paying attention. You should be.
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