Thirteen songs, 40 minutes and not a moment wasted. [Nov 2020, p.84]

It's this latter sense of indefatigable positivity that shines through, a sense of togetherness engendered by a celebration of classic, no-nonsense rock'n'roll. [Nov 2020, p.83]

Taylor hasn’t reinvented the wheel here, but he has reinvented himself.

All six albums for Island Records generously expanded. [Oct 2020, p.93]

All the songs get the live treatment from an already available concert recorded in Montreal. Work tapes and a live Sweet Jane and Walk On The Wild Side add heft, but the main work is the thing here.

[Patti Smith is] in her element. [Oct 2020, p.83]

A vivid multi-generic maelstrom of alt.ingenuity. [Oct 2020, p.87]

There are some great songs here, it just that one or two will make you want to look away and not think too hard about the one that got away. [Oct 2020, p.83]

Living On Mercy finds the songsmith at his sweetest and breeziest. [Oct 2020, p.85]

Every second feels vital, vicious and vastly more exciting than a band approaching their fortieth anniversary has any right to be. [Oct 2020, p.84]

A huge welcome throwback. [Oct 2020, p.87]

Plants such enduring standards as Wild World and Father And Son firmly in the now. [Oct 2020, p.87]

By The Fire is a massive antidote to our age. [Oct 2020, p.87]

Baroque, doom-laden proclamations are Manson's bread and butter, and We Are Chaos is stuffed with them. [Oct 2020, p.86]

Sign O' The Times might be Prince's apex. .. The extras on this eight-CD/13-LP set, however, include a lot of dry-humping, second-rate material that hints at the decline he would go into in the 90s and beyond. [Oct 2020, p.91]

The tone lightens marginally for the relationship rampages of the second half, with Baby Needs A Cookie bordering on pop melodies and Leather Dreams revelling in a sultry churn with a hint of S&M, but Blue Hearts is ideal fodder for smashing in the news channel to.

It’s smart: acerbic and politically charged in its bleakness.

Ohms is instantly familiar without replicating anything they’ve done before.

A meaty, starry affair.

Revisits Gotham-based hits and Lou's timeless Wild Side. [Jun 2020, p.89]

A crystalline classic.

It’s a fine mix of odds and sods to stave off the hunger for the next sonic feast they cook up.

From Saturnine & Iron Jaw’s haunting ambience and chugging Led Zeppelin guitars, to the trippy, pitch-black tones of See You Next Fall and the cathartic finale Rats In Ruin, it’s a dark, enticing feast for the senses, with one foot in ancient times and the other in some far-off dimension.

Their creative studio peak might have (just) been behind them, but for a taste of the Stones at their down-and-dirtiest, Goats Head Soup will always be the dish of the day.

Sun Racket is a worthy addition to a formidable canon. [Sep 2020, p.86]

While nobody would mistake it for the work of a man who's trying too hard, it's not without its charms. [Sep 2020, p.87]

They’ve filtered their inheritance through their own jam-band generation, and the sound is heavier, muddier at times, and Duane Allman’s ‘crying bird’ slide guitar has become more of a screaming bat.

The concept of nature destroying man-made civilization to a soundtrack of dark, danceable symphonics is chilling. [Sep 2020, p.85]