An unassuming and bewitching masterpiece.

Some of the tracks cry out for a bar or two to be spat over, but when you hear that hollow synth on Teeza’s ‘Rum And Coke’, you’ll be sold on the grime renaissance.

This set of tracks will stand with their most masterful.

Random Access Memories confuses, disappoints and grates.

Overall, it’s a hearty welcome back to one of Britain’s best-selling singers.

Sure, few will love everything on here but the hubris, yet the sprawling mess that is More Light can’t help but impress.

Four is an accessible album, filled with heavy questions about what love really means, posed through sensitive and dramatic arrangements.

The feel is consistently of an eerie twilight, perched high above a near-future city.

Overall, Modern Vampires Of The City conveys one hell of a sense of permanence from a band that once seemed ephemeral and frivolous.

You can skip the cinematic intro and the uncharacteristically dour ‘Late Night Final’, but for the most part, Inform - Educate - Entertain is fresh and fun.

The results here feel somewhat less spirited.

In a way an ideal sequel, but it’s a missed opportunity to find out more about the man.

This band has succeeded at writing an exceptional album that’s both intimate and full of pop-hook goodness, all without using over-the-top production techniques.

There is a modern, angry masterpiece in here--just skip the manifesto.

Packing a brassy punch, the tracks still manage to twinkle elegantly, rich in harmony with hymnal touches.

As unconventional in approach as ever, the set extrapolates from their previous ventures and results in a confident and competent continuation of established qualities.

Home walks the fine line between commercial viability and musical integrity with confidence and flair.

Lacking both the complexity of the Super Furry Animals' playful psychedelia or the intimate warmth of Rhys’ solo work, it’s nevertheless an appealing curio and trailblazer in the small sphere of biographical concept albums.

Thr!!!er hits with a fresh, single-minded purpose.

For all of John Kowalski and Rian Trench’s accomplished textures and impressive ’80s sci-fi sheen, it’s these [songs "Happiness Is A Warm Spacestation" and "A Sky Darkly"] simmering, slow burning heavyweights that give Supermigration the thunder it needs.

A time-bridging release that stands as an essential and timely reminder of just how rock ‘n’ roll ought to be played.

At their best though, Junip’s exotic folk gems have a slow-burning charm and are an impressive step forward from Gonzalez’s easy listening cover versions.

It’s little surprise that Bankrupt! is as meticulous, likeable, and danceable as its predecessors.

The songs are simple sing-alongs with some lovely hooks--but trying to open his sound to random ideas and new styles just doesn’t seem to suit.

Mosquito is a much-needed return to the days of ‘Fever To Tell’ and ‘Machine’--it embraces the band’s early, reverb-heavy sound but also tips its hat to the dance feel they’ve been honing in recent years.

Spine-tinglingly brilliant.

Major Lazer stands for firing on an all cylinders but doesn’t warn against the oomph taking leave of absence, though it does play off the shoulder of the first LP just lovely.

A pleasant, occasionally saccharine listen.