She dives into a murkier, less-definable world that is part acoustic neo-soul, part spoken word and dreamier than you might imagine. [#9, p.102]

Unhurried, deliberate and raw.

It's a bit all over the map, but you have to admit there's some good music there. [#8, p.102]

A modern day West Coast classic. [#7, p.90]

It literally sounds like the Strokes, but it lacks heart. Which means it replicates the first album in form, but not substance. [#8, p.100]

Ultimately pretends to be more adventurous than it really is. [#8, p.107]

The Stills manage to sound quite a bit like Wire Train or House Of Love, all jangly, mournful guitars and sparkling melodies... oh, and lots of reverb. [#8, p.106]

No explosions, no chiseled features on the album cover, and no glossy syrup in the mix. Just a classic gift for combining word and melody, a simple but rare recipe. [#8, p.105]

Complete hit-or-miss studio play. [#8, p.104]

An occasionally haunting, more often inspiring and riveting collage of the group's complex avant-melodics given more human characteristics by the inclusion of familiar sounds. [#8, p.108]

"Autumnal" is the word everybody wants to use to describe this record, but that's wrong.... Out of Season has much mor eto do with winter than it does with anything so tame as the fall. [#8, p.106]

Though With The Tides is undoubtedly the document of a band in transition, it gracefully lacks the awkwardness that usually marks the cost of evolution. [#7, p.92]

The flows may be lacking in precision, but precision isn't always necessary when you've got a bazooka growing out of your grill. [#7, p.88]

Think piano, think cabaret, think somber. [#8, p.104]

One of the most successful sonic experiments this side of "Let there be light." [#6, p.82]

Some of the most grandiose music this side of ELO. [#8, p.108]

Coomes' slide work is effective and expressive. [#7, p.93]

The music is so completely absorbing and evocative... it's possible to virtually recreate the film in your head. [#7, p.93]

There is something so honest about My Morning Jacket--something fresh and something Skynard. But in a good way. [#7, p.91]

Even though it's more than good, you eventually find yourself thumbing through your CD piles in search of that first record. [#7, p.87]

Acoustic guitars, violin, vibes and brush stroked drums all help maintain this steady mellow tone that's about as comforting as a warm bath after three sleepless days of jetlag. [#8, p.106]

[The Ravenonettes] help to remind us what makes harmless romantic music like Bobby Fuller and the Ronettes so perfectly dark. [#6, p.88]

Gorgeous. [#7, p.92]

The progression into synthetics and New Order-isms seems so natural, it's almost hard to imagine the Dandys could ever have made music any other way. [#7, p.86]

They remain simple and cerebral. [#7, p.91]

The best song is track 13, "Apology in Advance." It is still not that good. [#6, p.86]

Despite their penchant for over-the-top tribute, Kings of Leon recycle classic rock 'n' roll with such earnestness and ebullience, that it's hard not to sing along. [#6, p.88]

ET streaks the gauntlet from breaks to hip-hop to trance and downtempo with seamless, soothing fluidity. [Oct 2003, p.90]