Overall this is worthy addition to the Cale catalogue. [Jun 2019, p.85]

A full-on rager, this one. Devour You knows what's up. [Nov 2019, p.82]

Hooks hook, riffs riff, senses smoulder, resistance is futile. [May 2022, p.87]

It's instantly accessible. [Jun 2022, p.78]

The Feelies’ grip of melody remains very much in place throughout, as do their love of jangling intertwining guitars and a strict sense of rhythm.

Mayall’s never going to dislodge Beano, but it’s ridiculous for an 83-year old to sound this relevant.

That search for perfection, his own predilection, goes on, gorgeously lit by this. [Feb 2015, p.99]

The real surprise is how graceful this lockdown-inspired album is. [Oct 2021, p.74]

With High Water I, The Magpie Salute have hit on a warm, rich vein of inspiration that might well sustain them for some time. [Aug 2018, p.88]

Sartain ramraids rinky-dink 80s US radio teen romps on the frenetic Black Party. His rare sense of mischief deserves to be encouraged.

Heavy yet eloquent, full tilt yet considered, it’s a record that is incandescent with rage, and clever too.

It's not just the most svelte, direct and immediate Pumpkins album ever, it's the most misleadingly titled. [Feb 2015, p.94]

Powers is a confident and welcome comeback. [Sep 2019, p.86]

Their self-titled ninth studio album find them, if anything, in even finer fettle. [Summer 2024, p.74]

As the rest of rock scurries to condense its charms into sync-friendly Shazamable nuggets, Britpop pioneers and eternal outsiders Suede slice gloriously against the grain once more with a grandiose semi-concept seventh album that demands to be consumed as a complete piece of art.

A successful continuation of the Babymetal mission. [Sep 2025, p.74]

Wordy, evocative, Pete's absinthe-flavoured fantasy Life fits its cliched template extraordinarily well. [May 2022, p.87]

This is beyond immersive; this is music to suffer a cleansing obliteration to.

A surprisingly vibrant, bright-side kind of album it is too. [Sep 2025, p.78]

The band’s rambunctious twentieth studio set stomps and shakes like an irreverent collision between Sam The Sham and The Stooges on Morphine Drip, Big As My Balls and Wah Wah Power. Druggy mantra Come On Everybody Getting High With You Baby Tonight evokes 60s Bay Area psych, The Hearse classic surf instrumentals. [Nov 2024, p.74]

It's a remarkable evolutionary step forward. [Apr 2025, p.77]

An incendiary record from a band teetering on the edge of a crumbling precipice. [Sep 2025, p.78]

With a dash of peacenik politics the heritage is clear, but Dhani does more than enough to establish his own terrain.

Feels like the work of a man who’s rediscovered his mojo.

There are no dubstep breaks, string quartets or bursts of yodeling. But this is also the best Motorhead album for many years. [Nov 2013, p.92]

It's Lanegan's Americana growl that keeps the whole thing sounding ironically timeless. [Nov 2019, p.85]

All told, Darkadelic is a vital and reassuringly pugnacious return. [Jun 2023, p.74]

There's a renewed freshness and immediacy to several of the tracks, particularly in his laconic vocal delivery. [Dec 2019, p.80]