One of Jurado's strongest albums in an encouraging line of strong albums.

It may not be a Tindersticks classic, in the same vein as 1997's sublime Curtains, but The Something Rain is a record full of mystery and intrigue that will keep you listening--and discovering new things each time--for a good while.

Immaculately-placed jibes that slice to the bone and highlight a sharp, intellectual take on rock music that continues to prove you don;t have to dumb things down while letting your pop sensibilities win out.

Ultimately, Form & Control serves it purpose as a ready-made playlist for your next party, but perhaps the band's oversimplifying of its sound has stripped away some of its mystique in the process.

This is a discernibly different beast from any aforementioned acts of convenient comparison – from a distance, sure, it has its similarities, but zoom in and it's an exquisite new breed to behold.

If there's a problem here it's how personal this album is, how bleak and heartbroken its protagonist appears. This is not music romanticising heartbreak, but the very sound of heartbreak itself.

Serves it purpose as a ready-made playlist for your next party, but perhaps the band's oversimplifying of its sound has stripped away some of its mystique in the process.

There's just too much noise here, and not enough cohesion, for a singular identity to sing clearly.

A fierce, melodic affirmation of sadness and grief, love and lust, attachments formed both strong and precarious, Young Man in America is a marvel of a record from start to finish.

Freedom of Speech shows that one of Britain's most intriguing hopes still has some serious thinking to do.

It's not that Gainsbourg is swallowed up by her band, more that she doesn't – or can't – rise to the occasion as a natural singer can... It still charms, though.

It's a collection that feels fresh and clean, uncomplicated by over-thinking.

The album demands to be heard in a single sitting, in a contradiction of the digitally shuffling age.

They still have enough primitive power to brush past any road blocks, but they could do with tweaking their formula somewhat if they don't want to run out of gas.

When the trio clicks it is utterly magnificent.

It certainly meets every expectation, albeit without stretching far beyond anticipated designs.

Points for trying something new, but it's hard to disagree with Lindstrøm's own assessment of the record as something of an experimental misfire.

Confirms that Tennant and Lowe have always been songwriters first and pop stars second.

His darkest and most oppressive work to date.

[This album] makes one thing absolutely clear: whatever else they were up to, Goldfrapp have always delivered astonishing pop singles.

Remind[s] you just what a good singer the rocking knight can be. And after years of personal and professional earnestness, he sounds like he's having fun.

Some of the straighter songs can seem a little underwhelming – for example, A Prelude to Pilgrim Street is a decidedly flat glam blowout. But such lacklustre moments are few.

Now, it seems, her time has finally come.

La Voyage Dans La Lune is the 'most Air' thing this duo may ever craft, a perfect set with which to remind audiences of their continuing excellence.

Whereas Editors seem to ape the tortured soul of Joy Division, here it's the real deal.

Tramp continues the trajectory that got underway with her debut LP Because I Was in Love in 2009, broadening her sound and exhibiting greater confidence while markedly ramping up the volume.

There's an unusual sophistication and depth of lyrical craft here, and maybe it's not best advertised by a polished country-pop setting that sounds overwhelmingly usual.

E Volo Love has a strong onomatopoeic power, suggesting mystery, enchantment and romance; all properties this terrific and charming record has in spades and shovels.