Sting's solo debut swaps the Police for a jazz band, building sleek, ambitious pop with real muscle. A confident, restless first statement on his own.

Sting's sprawling second album is his most ambitious: jazz-pop widescreen, emotionally raw, grief-shadowed. A double-length high point of his solo run.

Sting's grief-driven third album wrestles with his father's death across dark, sea-shanty-shadowed songs. His heaviest, most personal solo work.

Sting lightens up for his most accessible, tuneful record: Fields of Gold, If I Ever Lose My Faith in You. A relaxed, expertly crafted career peak.

Sting's most cohesive record and his first no-skip album, blending gospel, soul, and country with his pop-rock instincts. A full review and full-throated defense.

Sting's commercially huge comeback, home to Desert Rose. A full review of a slick, atmospheric, occasionally just-fine adult-pop record.

Sting's smooth, spiritually minded pop record leans hard into adult-contemporary polish. Slick, earnest, and a little uneven.

Sting's wintry folk collection gathers carols and old seasonal songs into a hushed, atmospheric whole. A quietly beautiful genre detour.

Sting reworks his Police and solo hits with a full orchestra, for better and worse. Lush and ambitious, but not every song needed the strings.

Sting's musical-theater song cycle about the Newcastle shipyards of his youth. A full review of an ambitious, demanding concept album that won't be for everyone.

Sting's most straightforward rock record in years: lean, direct, back-to-basics. A punchy, unfussy surprise after a run of concept projects.

Sting teams with Shaggy for a sunny, reggae-soaked collaboration nobody saw coming. A surprisingly warm, easygoing curveball that mostly works.

Sting rerecords and remixes his best-known Police and solo songs with mixed results. Polished, but the originals rarely needed the update.

Sting's pandemic-era record pulls styles from across his career into one solid set. Varied, well-crafted, and quietly satisfying.